But that doesn't mean we shouldn't feel or be allowed to feel. It just means that we shouldn't subject said feelings to our warped perceptions. That's all. Nothing in life can be achieved or enjoyed at it's full potential without a significant balance of the elements.
I had the strangest dream. I dreamt that Raul da Silva bought me a truck load of sweets and chocolates as a gift. For everyone who doesn't know who Raul da Silva is, well he is a South African Portuguese guy and was one of my classmates in high school. We were always friendly and had many laughs, but we were not exactly friends. And having NOT seen him or even given him a thought in over 13 years, you can see why I find it so strange.
I'm beginning to wonder if it has anything to do with latent junk food cravings or if it's more than that. Seeing that my body feels it quite apt to betray me continuously, regardless of what what I eat or despite all the things I DON'T eat, perhaps my unconscious mind is just filtering the hidden secret yearning to eat a truck load of sweets.
Although, I have no idea what any of that has to do with Raul. He's like the last guy on earth I'd ever think of.
Speaking of which, this previous post highlighted the findings in a recent poll conducted among 2000 British women on what they define as the perfect man. They are by no means, my personal views on what I define as perfect.
My personal requirements in contrast, are quite simple:
1. Someone I can respect and trust with my life.
2. Someone who is my friend.
3. Someone who knows the value and art of compromising.
Love cannot exist without the first point. If you cannot trust or respect your partner, you've already failed and you'll never be able to love sincerely. Secondly, at the core of every successful relationship there is a solid foundation of friendship and companionship that gets people through good times and bad - and it's all you really have when everything else fades away. And because no two people are alike life would be simple, uncomplicated, peaceful and pleasurable if we mastered the third point.
And that is that. Everything else is dispensable. Money comes and goes, so do friends and acquaintances. But the feeling that you'll always have someone in your corner, someone on your side, someone looking out for your best interests, someone in the thick and thin of things - that must be priceless. For everything else, there's Mastercard.
In the meantime, it seems like every time I blink I put on a pound. Gosh I hate being a woman sometimes. I remember brazenly giving out advise to Dreamlife and wife over a year ago. Now I feel like I'm batting for the other team. I'm in the market for some miracle cures if anyone knows anything... since nothing else seems to be working.
Anyway, when these Durex ads start coming on late at night, I know it's time to go sleep.
*Title from Horace Walpole