Lucía’s Reviews > Pulse > Status Update

Later, when we look back, we will fetishise and celebrate the first date, the first holiday together, but what really counts is what happened before this public story.: the moment, more of pulse than of thought, which goes, Yes perhaps her, and Yes perhaps him.

I used the word 'complicity' a bit ago. I like the word. An unspoken understanding between two people. A kind of presense if you like. The first hint that you may be suited, before the nervous trudgery of finding out whether you 'share the same interests', or have the same metabolism, or are sexually compatible, or both want children, or however it is that we argue consciously about our unconcious decisions.

That was one of the things about being single again: You saved time. You walked quicker, you got home and drank a beer quicker, you ate your supper quicker. And then the sex you had with yourself, that was quicker too. You gained all this extra time (...) — extra time in which to be lonely.

Why did people hold so fast to life, that thing they were given without being consulted?

It was just easier to be tactful if you didn't care if you knew things or not; harder when you cared.

maybe we're both starting again from the same sort of low point, and that's OK. Everything's OK.