the female gaze

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Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



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Sunday, April 18, 2004
 
Spring Fling

Honest to God, the last thing I want to be doing right now is grading speeches and reading the interminable Sergei Eisenstein, I am still aflutter. Congratulate me on finally finding a man with whom I share a passion for movies, art, good food, architecture - and just passion. We've been tentatively proceeding with a courtship for what seems like an excessively long and belabored two months, but on Friday things took a rather declarative and optimistic turn toward an actual relationship. I am very happy, he's very happy, the weather is gorgeous (sunny warm days and wonderful nighttime thunderstorms), and things in general are going swimmingly.

I don't like to advertise too many details of my personal / romantic life on this thing (at least as they pertain to / involve other people directly) but, suffice it to say, he and I shared a very great weekend - one that left us both wondering why we waited so long. Just the same, maybe this is a sign of my inevitable aging, but slow isn't seeming so bad after so many rushed and quick romantic episodes in college or otherwise. I am starting to see the benefits of making informed choices, rather than just choosing the lesser of two evils or something convenient. And it feels good to finally know what I want after so much guessing, settling, or just plain avoiding the topic of romance - and I probably wouldn't have answered as confidently if I didn't have time to really think about and gather all of the necessary information. Additionally, when more is at stake (finding some who I have sincere and legitimate feelings for, and someone who is in my professional / academic / friend circle - all of which could be potentially problematic if dealt with hastily), it seems wise to proceed with caution - and if only for this reason, I am very glad that we did, but the pay-off is refreshingly worthwhile.

All of this leaves me craving summer, desperately.