March 30, 2010


Posted in *cringe*, Nerdiness, The Where, The Who at 9:54 am by Dagny Taggart

Someone once told me, and I was about to pass along, the following:

“When you’re looking for someone to be with long-term, you want to find someone who feels like home to you.  It’s all very well and good to want excitement and passion, but if you can’t ever be completely at ease with the person, you’ll spend a lifetime experiencing drama in a cramped theater seat.”

And that analogy makes more sense if you think about it.  Because homes can serve a number of functions.  People who enjoy excitement and drama may entertain more frequently, and so they have a portion of their home dedicated to elegance and glamour, an area that stimulates conversation and evokes passionate discourse.

But for a home to be a home, it reflects the tastes of its residents in specific, unique ways.  It contains at least a few items that bring those residents comfort, that are part of a stable routine – even if those items consist of organizational trays or travel folios set out for easy access.  A home is a place where someone is completely themselves, and is completely comfortable with that. 

So, looking for someone who feels like home sounds like a fantastic idea.  Until you remember that something like two-thirds of all accidents occur within 5 miles of home.

I realize that this is torturing the analogy a bit, but it made me giggle.  So we’re supposed to find someone who reminds us of home, and then stay 5 miles from them, lest some accident occur?


1 Comment »

  1. vvk said,

    I think the analogy still works. Those who are closest to you are also the ones who can hurt you the most. You’re open to them, and you can be yourself with them… but that openness leaves you susceptible to being hurt that much more.

    But you can also go so many other places with that analogy.
    -If you never open up to someone, you can never be home… never feel the comfort of home. Which is just sad.

    umm… I had a few others but they slipped my mind when the phone rang.

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