She will, and one of the things I love about her is her always genuine and gracious appreciation. She's the kind of girl that just makes you want to do nice things for her.
So, December's a ways off, but I can imagine the cafe open by then, and listening to Bing, in front of a crackling fire, with hot chocolate, close friends and warm intimate conversation.
Dreamy's fine, Ron, but I have tangoed with her before and in any case would be cautious about putting anyone on some kind of pedestal. I would even argue that some expectations may inadvertently risk placing too high a standard and therefore pressure on someone.
It is important to keep in mind, too, that one's perception and experience of reality is of course going to, by necessity, differ from others'.
Personally, I prefer that whoever feels free to fail sometimes and have bad days and so forth and yet still feels accepted and acceptable.
Zazzy, the pedestal days are behind us - it is, or is becoming, a meritocracy again. My personal perception is she's earned my respect and affections. But as you say - in your abundance of wisdom - "perceptions may vary".
We can dance with the same woman, and for me, she steps on my toes (and/or vice-versa) and for you, she's a breeze. That's life/us and I'm fine with that. Maybe you continue dancing and I go for a drink at the bar and then bring over a couple of drinks for you guys once you're done. That kind of thing.
This is allegorical, though, since I generally have little interest in dancing and bars.
Oh sure, we do it over here when I'm not ball-and-chained to the computer and chatting with folks online when I should be doing my work. That's my un-genius you see. Mismanagement of priorities for one.
You're a prince and a genius, Zazzy, you know that, right? We can suss all this out over very late-night drinks at the cafe, maybe after all the other patrons have gone home for the night.
I've read and am maybe inclined to agree that we are all geniuses in our own ways, or maybe we wouldn't have made it to the current point we are at on this evolutionary path. I am pretty sure you have your own genius, and Dreamy hers, and so forth.
We're a social species afterall, so we rely on each's fortes.
"Every day is like Christmas..." ~ Irish
youtu.be/bBFHUyVAch4?si=4ZqIoRtKaxnHjtdJ
Merry Christmas, Irish.
Thanks for the link, Zazzy.
Dreamy should like those rotating snowflakes.
She will, and one of the things I love about her is her always genuine and gracious appreciation. She's the kind of girl that just makes you want to do nice things for her.
So, December's a ways off, but I can imagine the cafe open by then, and listening to Bing, in front of a crackling fire, with hot chocolate, close friends and warm intimate conversation.
Dreamy's fine, Ron, but I have tangoed with her before and in any case would be cautious about putting anyone on some kind of pedestal. I would even argue that some expectations may inadvertently risk placing too high a standard and therefore pressure on someone.
It is important to keep in mind, too, that one's perception and experience of reality is of course going to, by necessity, differ from others'.
Personally, I prefer that whoever feels free to fail sometimes and have bad days and so forth and yet still feels accepted and acceptable.
Zazzy, the pedestal days are behind us - it is, or is becoming, a meritocracy again. My personal perception is she's earned my respect and affections. But as you say - in your abundance of wisdom - "perceptions may vary".
Both points well-taken.
We can dance with the same woman, and for me, she steps on my toes (and/or vice-versa) and for you, she's a breeze. That's life/us and I'm fine with that. Maybe you continue dancing and I go for a drink at the bar and then bring over a couple of drinks for you guys once you're done. That kind of thing.
This is allegorical, though, since I generally have little interest in dancing and bars.
"This is allegorical, though, since I generally have little interest in dancing and bars." ~ Strange Bedfellow
Agree, but engaged, intimate conversation? Another story - a deep connection - sometimes nothing better.
Oh sure, we do it over here when I'm not ball-and-chained to the computer and chatting with folks online when I should be doing my work. That's my un-genius you see. Mismanagement of priorities for one.
"That's my un-genius you see. Mismanagement of priorities for one."
Are you sure your work takes priority over chatting with folks?
What you see as un-genius or mismanagement, may actually be a display of genius.
Each of us only has 168. Sometimes I ask people, what do you do with your 168? Gets a puzzled look.
What's 168?
I am happy to set aside priorities if circumstances or new opportunities warrant it.
You're a prince and a genius, Zazzy, you know that, right? We can suss all this out over very late-night drinks at the cafe, maybe after all the other patrons have gone home for the night.
I've read and am maybe inclined to agree that we are all geniuses in our own ways, or maybe we wouldn't have made it to the current point we are at on this evolutionary path. I am pretty sure you have your own genius, and Dreamy hers, and so forth.
We're a social species afterall, so we rely on each's fortes.
Agree, and there's nothing more joyful than helping someone see their own genius.
Do you think you have a knack (genius) for seeing others' genius and fortes? Or maybe encouraging it? It could be.