26 May 2006


I wrote, 'love, life, laugh.'
He wrote, 'life, love, laugh.'

I smiled. Why did we flip the order of the first two. I immediately said, 'Ah, I chose love first because I am emotional, and you went with life first because your practical nature.' I always joke and sometimes mean it when I say that he is practical. He sure is. Apart from him being the most sensitive and considerate person, he indeed is practical. Practical in a decent sense. In a complete emotional sense. Yes, he can see the details, yet concerned with the end result and plan. I, yes, see the big picture, yet important the details are to me. I can sacrify the plan for the detail. Twist the big picture in a range; turn the big picture upside down; discard the whole picture if I have to, just to enjoy the detail. I drive my enjoyment from details. Following it. Looking through it. Playing with it. In a way that I see it not really bothering the target. The target in itself is not my mission. It is the details that take me there matters to me the most. In some sense, I always have this security that I will reach the target, no worries, and thus ponder on the details. Enjoy it.

He is the opposite. He can control himself. Always headsup to see where he is away or far from the target. I can just put my head in the water, swim and trace the golden or even the normal fish just because I thought it blinked at me. Will go miles just to follow that instinct. He is more wise in that. I am more wild in that. I admit, I need to leave my spontanoues no planning phase and be a little planner. I joke and admit that I like his planning. And he admits, he likes my details. I think, we think, it adds to our journey together. It is not anything but great that a partner focuses on the road and the other focuses on the little pepples along that path. One depends the other will take him there. And the other depends there will be lots of enjoyements and refreshment along the way. It is sure not fully this or that, but it is there.

I dont care where we go. I will not say a big No on anything unless I am really aganist it. However, I am mostly flexible. Take me anywhere, and we will enjoy it. And we do. He gets upset at times that I am not contributing to where we go and I dont really say what I want. But this is my nature. I just like all places and my main concern is being with him. If this condition is there, I am certain we will enjoy. Even when we dont, we just leave. I change plans. Dont have to bang my head in the wall to force us or myself to enjoy. If I dont enjoy, I leave. Say it. Isn't this good enough?

So dear, I miss you.


Blogger Puppy said...

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5/26/2006 07:09:00 pm  
Blogger haal said...

I guess you are missing all the points and hitting on wrong notes, puppy.
Nice name!!
Good luck

5/26/2006 08:02:00 pm  
Blogger Puppy said...

I know, i noticed that after i pasted the comment yesterday :) It was late and i couldnt find how to delete it. I Logged today just after i woke up to find a way to delete it, didnt expect that u will see it already.
Ok, i think i will continue as an observer without postings as i see that i am tend to project things that happened to me to other situation which has no relation.

About "puppy" its how my mom calls me, sometimes.


5/27/2006 09:26:00 am  
Blogger haal said...

Not at all. You project and I project and this is where we connect. So, puppy, you should not switch to an observer though.

5/27/2006 11:10:00 am  
Blogger haal said...

oh no, why did you delete your post!! this is not good.

5/27/2006 11:10:00 am  
Blogger MoonLightShadow said...

You complement each other.. You are neither similar nor contradicting.. that would be the best combination, I guess.

5/27/2006 11:13:00 am  
Blogger LouLou said...

I think it's good enough ya haal. You two are lucky.:)

5/27/2006 05:07:00 pm  
Blogger Puppy said...

I deleted it, because... because I missed all the points and hitted on wrong notes.
It simply wasnt relevant, i agree with you.



5/27/2006 10:07:00 pm  

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