Comfort from Abroad
I must be an angsty youth; the emotional rollercoaster that dictates my sentiments and reactions can be brought down to simple mathematics: Have too much of an emotional 'high', and the sin-like curve brings you right down into dissatisfied distress. Interestingly enough, this sin curve only got superimposed onto my life when steelsmilez flew Down Under.
Last Saturday us M2s attended what (for most of us at least) would be our last DnD, and keeping to tradition, the seniors dressed to kill heh... Yours Truly went high living it up as Austin Powers, International Man of Mystery. Well, it doesn't need to be stated that we all had a ball of a time.
And yet, adhering to the sine rule, Sunday was filled with restless discontent. I was simply frustrated at the lack of that 'Factor X' in the previous night's events. An emotional paradox presented itself in that, although I'll honestly say I had fun striking poses with everyone for the camera, I also felt empty. Sounds sentimental (and for testosterone-fed machismo, maybe sappy), but it seemed to me that these things lacked flavour without a certain crazy girl to experience them with.
As it was, Steelsmilez had her hands full trying to cajole a smile out of me. Kudos to her, her perseverance outlasted my stubbornness. Along with the wan smile she elicited, came a dampening reminder that things aren't always chummy in a LDR.
People ask how the heck we manage. We're in no position to speak words of success just yet, but I trust this forms the basis of all gurus' advice for a happy, lasting relationship: Faith in not only your companion, but yourself; and patience in all matters.
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