Saturday, November 13, 2010

Appreciation for the familiar.


"When you talked earlier about, after a few years, how a couple would begin to hate each other by anticipating their reactions or getting tired of their mannerisms… I think it would be the opposite for me… I think I can really fall in love when I know everything about someone. The way he’s going to part his hair, which shirt he’s going to wear that day… knowing the exact story he’d tell in a given situation.
I’m sure that’s when I’d know I’m really in love."

~Céline, Before Sunrise~
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Do you feel that way? I do. Sometimes I think there is nothing so comforting as the familiar. Sure, experiencing new things is great; the thrill of the unknown is unparalleled! But at the end of the day I just want to be reassured by something predictable. Though I am not one for daily rituals that must be performed. Just being in a familiar place with the people I love and know is enough for me.
{...Though this is probably because I'm a major homebody.}

7 comments:

  1. Yes. I think that the newness in romance comes from the things you do together as much as or more than it comes from discovering new things about your lover.
    P.S. You have a lovely blog.

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  3. As it goes, "familiarity may breed contempt" but without complicating the simple thought, familiarity should breed a family!

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  4. Jenica: I think so too! Of course, I do not know this from experience... hehe.

    P.S. Oh, thank you very much! You are so sweet to say so. :)

    The Midnight Writer: Hahaha! I like that. :)

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  5. Me neither, Melee...me neither. ;)

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  6. Thank you! I'm glad you feel that way too. :)

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