|Why are we still talking about this?
||[Aug. 15th, 2017|11:19 am]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
___For a time I was sort of mourning the lack of a courtship between us. That would have been fun.
___Yeah, that's part of what I felt bad about having stolen from you.
___From us. But since then I've wondered if it could have even happened that way. A courtship would have been a game, probably a fun one, but could it have lasted? As a game, I mean. We had our courtship, it lasted ten or fifteen minutes and we've been way beyond games ever since.
___We still could have played at it.
___But it would have been more of a play than a game. It would have been a script that we knew the end of already.
___We could still play at it.
___Do you want to?
___Me neither. What I'm wondering is how long it might have taken, in a more protracted setting, for us to just give up and say, "Screw it. I know all about you; you know all about me; let's cut the shit."
___Courtships can go on for years, even decades.
___Could we have? I kind of doubt it.
___I kinda punched a hole in the fabric of space-time there at the very beginning, didn't I?
___Yeah, but I wonder if the fabric would have held in any case---or was it even there to begin with.
___Well I wouldn't trade it now.
___Oh, hell no! We know shit now that I'm not sure anybody else knows. Anywhere. And I'm not givin' it back.