Love plays itself out in what seems like such unremarkable ways - you pick up your socks, you ignore their snarky comment, you put the toilet seat down. But this is exactly what makes it epic - the fact that love plays itself out in a thousand little choices, unseen and without supporting soundtrack. That's what makes it so beautiful.
I'll run to the store. We can watch your show. Yes, you can dim the lights. No, I don't mind if you go out tonight. Would you like a little of my cookie? We meet these moments every day. This morning, we had to get down to an event for which we were the keynote speakers.
Stasi and I agreed last night we'd better leave the house at eight. It is now ten after and she's not ready; she's futzing in the bathroom. |