It Takes Two

Funny how my mind like to run in circles when you least needed confusion. The more you avoid, the more you find yourself entangled in the lines. Thoughts get muddled like a foot in the swamp in an attempt to free itself from sinking any further into the water percolated sand. The world gets darker as we sink deeper until a point where we can no longer breathe freely. The heart dies. The thoughts dead.

How did we ever even allow ourselves to be tangled up when we are totally capable of not walking right into the swamp in the first place? Apart from the myriad of possible reasons, the one big factor is the decision maker, the main and only player in your game and the deciding piece on your chessboard. Very often, we are the ones who allow and condone. But we also forget, we have emotions and we're very much controlled by them. We choose to be entangled because we are too excited over the adventure of getting past the swamp in order to reach the oasis on the other side.

There is also the part in life where it takes two to tango. (Technically speaking, one can tango too but well, it's a figure of speech) Both have to be willing to peep into one another's life through the other person's binoculars yet pardon the dust specks and scratches on the lenses. My favourite line to my better half, "as long as you're here with me, nothing else matters" and I mean every bit of it. As long as you have the support and backing that you know even if you fall, the pain is secondary. All you have to do is to trust wholeheartedly. Communication then becomes the main tool that fixes and bridges. If happiness is the end destination, then pit stops should have them too. We can then rest and look at how far we've walked and be happy with our achievements.



Yes you can hold my hand if you want to... Cuz I wanna hold yours too...

* Regretted not having gone to skate at Bryant Park last Christmas.