>Fine line between love and barf…

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Writing and Chatting on a Saturday:

 

Friend 1: I was recently telling a friend with a new boyfriend to enjoy the 5 hour marathon sessions while she’s single. Marriage is different.
Me:  Oh yeah. That’s the single life. 5 hours of eating, maybe when you’re married. Nothing else.
Friend 1: LOL She was horrified that it’s not like that all the time. Whatever. It’s life.
Me:  It is. Frankly, it’s all good.
Friend 1: I dunno. I miss those 5 hour sessions.

Me:  I disagree. Even 5 hours with some guy who isn’t willing to bring me Kleenex and hold my head when I barf just isn’t worth the tradeoff.
Friend 1: LOL! What a way to put it.
Me:  <–my idea of love has changed over the years, apparently.

 

Then we wrote a while…

 

Friend 1: Everything is novel fodder. Here you go, Deb:

 

He held onto her, but she could only concentrate on the waves coming hard and fast. It seemed as if everything she’d eaten in her lifetime chose that exact moment to make its presence known. And every time she thought it was over, another wave would grip her and send her into paroxysms of agony. It was only after several minutes of bringing up only bile that she heard his soft murmured words of comfort. When her shaking hands wiped away the sweat peppering her brow, she also realized he’d been holding her hair away from her face.

 

Me: Oh yeah. That’s love, baby.

 

Speaking of love…I do love this: (there’s such a fine line between romance and reality)

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSV3N6R5cvQ

 

“In Your Eyes”

love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes

love, I don’t like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes

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