I've just had a glass of wine...ok ok...two glasses of wine! So I've got that nice warm feeling, much like the woman in this painting. I just feel like laying down with no clothes on and feel clean cotton sheets all around me. I don't even want anyone in the sheets with me! Yeah, i know...totally weird!! The other day, my housemates and I were up till like 2 a.m talking bout this whole idea of love. Without saying who said what, some people believe in it, some felt that it was just not there. Not there in that its just a concept we want to believe in. It starts with physical attraction or just passion and infatuation and after that, what's left is tolerance. You have to learn to tolerate. One point that was brought up was this...if you can have lots of friends, love them all the same, just in different degrees and for different things, why can that not apply to your "the one"? Nobody is perfect and different people have different qualities about them.. You can't have the whole package no matter how badly you want it. It's a fact...nobody is perfect, everyone has their flaws and their good points. But then is love not that ability to love wholly, completely and without concentrating on these negativities but instead absorbing them and embrasing as part of the person...a rose has its thorns, does it not? Does it make it any less beautiful? You take it in it's whole...as a rose...leaves, petal formation, thorns, everything! So that was the basic trail of thought between us housemates that night.
As for now, today, I still want to do lots of things...I want to travel, I want to see so many things...i was talking to someone and they were like..."oh, kipepeo, you want to go everywhere"....I do. I really do...and not just that, but I will!!! Watch this space...i want to go to nepal, i want to go to karachi, i want to go to cuba, i want to go to argentina, egypt,ivory coast, so many places...so little time...mental...our equator plan is still on right? But I'll do all those. I have to...this is like a really ranting combined with a little too much wine post...I've sort of learnt to just let life be. Whatever happens, was meant to be...ofcourse it helps with my hoping and working towards certain things, but I've come to realise that it doesn't always work out as planned, but everything always ends up ok and you always need a basic plan to work towards. Do fríendships change? What happens if what used to be, just isn't anymore. The carefree laughter isn't there anymore, when you have to think before you say something, when you can't just chillax and catch a flick and have the time of your life. ok, let me stop now...