Acceptance.

You know that feeling when you go to a mid-high class restaurant, and the food description on the menu goes like this:

“Pan-seared fresh Atlantic salmon, drizzled with extra virgin olive oil, topped with fresh basil & pink sea salt with scrumptious brussels sprouts and caramelized onions.”

When in actual fact it really is just grilled salmon and brussels sprouts.

I want to think of the world factually. Void of irrationality. Cut on the finger, wash it off, tape it. Lights burst, take it out, fix it. No instagram-ming. No complaining. No wailing.

But like watching snow fall will always feel so magical to me, I like to think the experiences I go through are as surreal as chapters in a tale, a whimsical feeling of ethereality.

When an end draws near, it should not be reminded of the what could have been. It should be certain, it should be clear like the edge of a cliff.

I remembered reading “Forty Days of Dating“, an experiment on modern-day dating of two friends and occasionally when the time calls for it, I will read it, and see how their thoughts are alike of mine.

Timothy Goodman: Day 40

In mythology, once an adventure is over and the reward has been secured, the hero or heroine usually leaves the “special world” to go back to the world where he or she first began. The final test for the hero is to realize what they’re bringing back to the old world, literally or metaphorically. They have lived to tell their story, and to inform society.

Whatever this modern day experiment was, it was interesting to see just two people talking about the same thing but from different perspectives. No matter what stage of relationship you are in, you will wonder what thoughts run through their mind before they project their words or actions. Reading this gave sort of an impartiality, that when you realized why the other person did what they had to do, the emotions would have played out so differently (instead of getting hurt, instead of assuming things).

The modern-day love told in this story played out like Tinder on a time bomb. The agreement of both parties that they are interested in each other when they swiped right. The contract that you can be Cinderella and know that it’s not gonna last.

The adventure is over and you have heard what you have always wanted to know. You now live to tell the tale and can finally determine the thesis of the story.

 

 

 

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