Re:(Elation?)ship Thoughts Part 4 - 09.25.00|
Looking back, I think that the different times I wrote a piece like this (numbers 1, 2, and 3) were during moments where I was thinking a lot about relationships (both past and possible future) and I had conversations and ideas running through my head. This round, however, is more inspired by me actually not thinking about relationships at all and whether it will differ from the others in tone and or style. It's mainly just an experiment for me to see if I can come up with something decently interesting again, then compare to the other pieces in a month or so after it's sat for awhile. Oh, and explaining the title (as someone asked), "Re:" is short for "Reply," while "elation?" in the middle of "Relationship" is a quick way of saying that all things about relationships aren't always happy (but that's what makes them so interesting). To put it all in sentence form, it's my replies (that may or may not be happy or funny) on relationships to whomever reads this.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, like the cards or presents that you've given to someone you've been seeing. In some cases, you probably wrote things you were feeling at the time, but now realize that although your feelings have completely disappeared for that person, they still have something physical that says otherwise."
"That's true, but you're also assuming that they didn't burn everything you gave them when you stopped going out."
After only a short time, she looked back around and reassuringly said, "Well...her ass is way bigger than mine."
"Wow. You've never told me about this side of your college life before."
"No, no, it was nothing like that. I kissed this girl one time when she had strep throat."
That was 6 years ago, though, and I thought I'd try to see if I could find anything about her on the internet. To my (somewhat) surprise, it was rather easy and I had an e-mail for her within only a few short moments. After trying to decide whether to even bother her, I sat there and wrote a friendly, nice e-mail that just sort of told her what I was doing and that she could write me back if she wanted or simply let bygones be bygones.
She chose the latter.
"So what's stopping you?"
"Ummmm. There's no rain...or girl."