A note: counter-wise.
Darling dearest,
I know not when I shall return. Perhaps later. Perhaps not. The decision is purely mine. Strangely enough, I have only just now realized my folly; I forgot to allow myself the luxury of decision. Surely I should have seen from the start that allowing myself to be led by you was a poor plan, but there's no accounting for love, now is there? No, no there is not.
My discovery was of the strangest kind ever I have seen. When sitting in divine repose upon the porcelain stool, I came to an epiphany--the sort only achieved once every lifetime. The gist of my thought was this: I owe you nothing.
So I'm leaving.
When I find out a reason of necessity for my return, I shall at once. Until that time, consider yourself alone.
So long, and keep sweet, my sweet.
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This reminds me, perhaps rather oddly, of Gulliver.
ReplyDeleteAlso, a little, of David Copperfield.
More of Pip.
This is one of the ones that I want to respond directly to as if the speaker is you. But that would be inappropriate, yes? There are differences. You aren't this person, and you're not really in this situation.
But if you were. If someone were.
Well.
The speaker doesn't understand love but is trying to. The honesty of the declaration is good and, honestly, encouraging. This person is trying to be true to himself (herself?), and seems to have just woken up from a dream, almost. There is hope for this person.
Love in which one person leads and another person follows . . . hmm. Love can only occur on equal footing. So maybe he's better off without her.
On the other hand, he calls her sweet and asks her to remain so. Is that supposed to be irony? Satire? Sarcasm? Because how can she be sweet and still lead him in this relationship? How can she be sweet and let himself think that love is owing someone?
If she IS truly sweet, and he has just misread everything, then heaven help him.
I hope such epiphanies are not once-in-a-lifetime. I plan to have many of them.
Anyway. So . . . "I owe you nothing." Like love is a contract, a set of obligations. It's not, though.
Huh, now it feels like he's been treating her as some sort of god. Yeah, that's not good.
He has only just now realized how much weight he gave her and how important she was to him. It's good to do when she gives equal weight back, but an imbalance makes for unhealthful behavior.
ReplyDeleteAnd you can definitely have every reason to leave someone and still love them. That's something terrible about our race and our planet.
Yeah. An imbalance.
ReplyDeleteLoving someone and leaving him/her. I know that is true. I've had to leave behind people and animals I love, and they've left me.
What if you cannot leave?
Then you've committed. And I have no idea what happens next.
ReplyDeleteI think maybe I do. And I think it's okay.
ReplyDeleteI wonder how many of the world's most interesting decisions, for good or for bad, came about "[w]hen sitting in divine repose upon the porcelain stool."
ReplyDeleteAnyway, this is indeed interesting and so is the dialogue afterward.
Well, what constitutes "divine"? More importantly (rather more useful): how many people own porcelain stools?
ReplyDeleteAlso, how do we define "most interesting"?
I don't know. I don't think a porcelain stool would be particularly comfortable. Such a stool also sounds rather breakable, which might also be a problem. Or maybe a benefit? Who knows?
Maybe a porcelain stool is where one leaves stools.
ReplyDeleteI was waiting for that.
ReplyDeleteMake a BM, anyone?
ReplyDeleteLove how Janelle was waiting for it but dissecting it nonetheless. That's why I love you people.
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