The Names of the Kingdom

I can never place the name with the face/Don't touch me! Don't touch me, again/Hats off to the...city fathers, they're no longer a hundred feet tall/ and we're no longer a hundred feet stronger/ so give us the keys, now!!

the end of another week and i couldn't be any happier. i'm starting to really, really need spring break in a bad way. i need to have my girl and i need to have time off and i need to have her gift in my hands. i can't wait! it's somewhat awkward to have a gf in seattle. i'll be the first to admit that that's most of the distance problem. you may think it's great, i could get away with being a total man-whore here and she need never know. but then i'm too decent a person for that. it did happen once, during a different time, i felt so horrible that the first think i said after 'hello' and 'how are you?' was 'i have to tell you something...' it's taxing, it's tough and generally i hate it. it is about the worst thing that's ever happened to me. but then she's the best. i think that the best way to think about it if you aren't in a distance relationship is classical: imagine you are Atlas and that the world keeps just slightly shifting on your shoulders, moving just a little bit but enough that you always have to readjust to the new reality of things; now imagine how that weight would slowly wear away at you, would wear down to your very soul with its weight, a weight that is no unbearable by any means but also a burden that is never far from the front of your mind. now you might have an idea of what it's like. this is why many people can't do it. and yet i am happy to bear this burden, even when sara and i fight over menial things like the length of my hair or who calls whom or when they call. it's actually kind of funny now how banal and yet fulfilling this is. i am doing what few can do and so is she. together we have already beaten a lot of odds and come out with a strong relationship. i am happy even as i am sad. +/-. vale