Over (and after) coffee with one of Rebecca's business school friends today, I've finally realised what I'm looking for in that someone special. In case you didn't realise, this is a realization akin to a personal epiphany.
Quite simply (and this is an original answer) - I am looking for someone who is effortlessly brilliant.
Skip the must-have-a-sense-of-humour crap. It took me a good effort of walking back to figure out what exactly "effortlessly brilliant" meant.
An easy smile. A sense of social ease and grace. This is someone who can talk to anyone easily and blend in with any crowd. Someone who has the street smarts and common sense to assess a person from a conversation, yet put a stranger at ease with ease.
If you ask me to describe in two or three words the person I'm looking for, I'd say - a luminous personality.
There is a certain sense of self, an assuredness without necessarily becoming smug confidence. It's the relaxed state of being that doesn't sweat the small stuff, while having big enough dreams to look up and towards a lofty goal. I'd want someone who looks at a problem that cannot be solved on the face of it and whose first reaction is to laugh. Heartily.
This is someone who's lithe, but not athletic or sporty. Toned, healthy, with a nice shrug... OK OK, now I'm dreaming...
So far, the only one whose met the bill happens to be a golden retriever.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Saturday, July 01, 2006
2 AM and she calls me 'cos I'm still awake...
Very nice lyrics, as I'm sure has been blogged in numerous blogs nearly a thousand times before.
Times like this, you wish you had someone to call. And life's like the hour glass glued to the table. There's no rewind button, girl...
Lyrics to Anna Malick's Breathe (2 a.m.)
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just today" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
And breathe, just breathe
Woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
Times like this, you wish you had someone to call. And life's like the hour glass glued to the table. There's no rewind button, girl...
Lyrics to Anna Malick's Breathe (2 a.m.)
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just today" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
And breathe, just breathe
Woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
The smallness of the world
Brother called all the way from Prague to put me through on the phone to someone who simply walked up to him and said, "I know your sister."
The freakiness of the coincidence made him give me a buzz to verify that. My goodness. Turns out his university is helping organize the event that my brother is doing.
The world is too small. Times like this really makes me happy/surprised/excited at how tiny 6 degrees of separation can truly be.
The freakiness of the coincidence made him give me a buzz to verify that. My goodness. Turns out his university is helping organize the event that my brother is doing.
The world is too small. Times like this really makes me happy/surprised/excited at how tiny 6 degrees of separation can truly be.
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