what's milling around in my mind
Mar. 27th, 2011 11:15 pmIn my early 20's, I met a soulmate*.
He was wild-haired and remote, creative and tragic.
I was shy and skittish, pretty much asexual. And fascinated at first glance.
He changed my world in so many ways. Some of them were fabulous. He's the reason I became a zookeeper and a haunter. Some of them were..not so fabulous.
There were times I could see lives we'd shared together. Nearly every time, it made me cry. (I have *never* been Cleopatra! Heh.) I don't know if he ever defined us the way I did, and do. He might chance to read this and roll his eyes at my wuu-wuu. I'm..sorta used to that, really.
And I walked away from the actively romantic part of our relationship swearing that if anyone ever whispered the word 'soulmate' to me again, I'd run screaming in the opposite direction.
But.
I think I was mistaken. A person that touches your world right down to its foundation and changes just about every facet of your complicated Self..it's exciting, it's terrifying, and maybe it's exactly what the universe ordered.
So maybe I won't run screaming after all.
* And of course I may have the terminology wrong. I am of the belief that you can have more than one soul mate; that's not the classic definition of the word.
He was wild-haired and remote, creative and tragic.
I was shy and skittish, pretty much asexual. And fascinated at first glance.
He changed my world in so many ways. Some of them were fabulous. He's the reason I became a zookeeper and a haunter. Some of them were..not so fabulous.
There were times I could see lives we'd shared together. Nearly every time, it made me cry. (I have *never* been Cleopatra! Heh.) I don't know if he ever defined us the way I did, and do. He might chance to read this and roll his eyes at my wuu-wuu. I'm..sorta used to that, really.
And I walked away from the actively romantic part of our relationship swearing that if anyone ever whispered the word 'soulmate' to me again, I'd run screaming in the opposite direction.
But.
I think I was mistaken. A person that touches your world right down to its foundation and changes just about every facet of your complicated Self..it's exciting, it's terrifying, and maybe it's exactly what the universe ordered.
So maybe I won't run screaming after all.
* And of course I may have the terminology wrong. I am of the belief that you can have more than one soul mate; that's not the classic definition of the word.