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Revelations

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29 November 2012, Brauhaus

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We could do with fewer assumptions about our friendships. Sometimes, a friend really doesn’t care about your past and ‘failings’, or needs to know everything about you –  she accepts you for who you are; or knowing more about other aspects of you makes no difference to how she feels about you and the friendship simply because she doesn’t attach significance to these things. In other words, it isn’t always about you.

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Because it’s clear that you are just not a nice person. All the nice things you do cannot hide the unpleasantness, just like make-up cannot hide bad skin and unattractive features – and when the make-up has to come off, which it eventually has to, WAHLAU EH!!!

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Alcohol loosens tongues. Heh. Heh.

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So, I was looking the wrong way….

What’s with the teasing looks and smiles you 2 have been giving each other?

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November 30th, 2012 at 11:52 am

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Pause

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Pausing, she looked uncomfortable, mentally assessing the response to my curiosity about her new beau.

“He’s…. very random. Everything about him is… random.”

They had met under the most random of circumstances, passing each other on the way to work for several days before familiarity led to looks, and then a smile, and the piece of paper with his number on it. She called him a few days later and they started going out.

She thought him strange, for he was not The Usual. He was The Adventurer; he sought through his travels and sporting pursuits, to Conquer; he only worked when he had to. In other words, he was Not Conventional.

“And yet you like him enough to continue going out with him.”

“We just click so well.”

I thought this was how it was with her best friend too, whom she had described as ‘strange’, though I kept the thought to myself for he was just seated nearby.

The look of perplexity crossed her face again and she sighed, as she often does.

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She’s always been a strange one – as strange as she looks.

One day, she will accept who she really is.

But for now, she will remain the confusing creature of contradictions I’ve always known her to be.

 

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November 24th, 2012 at 9:11 pm

Letting go

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I dreamt of you; of us.

But it was your choice to make.And you made it – as you always have.

It is your lesson.

And mine too.

I’ve learnt it is not for me to teach. Only,

Understand. And

Letting go.

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November 2nd, 2012 at 10:51 pm

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