my american-yanqui friend listens to my stories. thinks. then tells me i should be the creative one in my next relationship.
so, out with the painters, writers, actors, sculptors and in with the bankers, doctors, stock-brokers?
then again, american-yanquis can sometimes be terribly wrong....
My rule-of-thumb always used to be...someone who can do stuff that you can't. Someone who's impressive. Someone who takes your breath away. My hormone-powered younger self interpreted this as physical beauty. I guess that bit's still there actually, hanging around the periphery. But I realise nowadays that there's more to it than that. At least...I think I do.
ReplyDeleteOr I really am still that shallow? Hmmm.
good advice, but i gets hard when you think you can do everything, you're impressive and you take your breath away!
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the yankee has a good point. i would interpret it as follows:
ReplyDeletechoose to be with someone who somehow magically opens the doors to your creativity, not someone who shuts them.
its all about open doors (and windows...)
Hmmm. Marie-louise makes a fine point.
ReplyDelete(personally I'm just relieved I didn't mention 'big tits' in my previous post...then I really would have sounded shallow...oh, hang on...)