Somewhere between mountains and oceans.
a conversation about intimacy, individuality, and being held.
Mountains or oceans? He asked.
What do you mean? She responded.
What do you prefer?
I’m not sure, I guess that’s a hard decision. Depends on my mood.
Well, how do you feel right now?
Bleh. I guess I prefer my bed haha.
Haha. No, but seriously. How are you?
I’m good, I guess.
I guess, I guess, I guess…Do you actually know?
No, not really haha.
Do you need some help?
Sure.
Okay, well close your eyes. I want you to picture the first image that pops up in your mind and call it.
Alrighty then. Hmmm. Eyes closed. Here we go.
Sooo, what do you see?
I see triangles. Now, I’m thinking of Bermuda. Hmmm. To answer your initial question, I am choosing the ocean?
Haha. Oceans are nice.
They are aren’t they? Very deep.
Very deep indeed.
Do they scare you?
Sure they do. A lot of unknowns in the ocean.
I’ve thought about deep sea diving. I just recently watched a film called The Deepest Breath. It moved me.
What’s stopping you.
Nothing really. Sometimes I feel like I have all the time in the world to accomplish things or maybe I’ll feel called to do it when the time is right.
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I like that.
Yeah. I like surprising myself.
Me too. It keeps life interesting.
I like that you can relate to me.
Me too. It’s easy to talk to you.
Thanks. Well, what about you? Mountains or oceans?
Ahh, you’re throwing my question right back at me.
It’s only right.
Hmm…what do you think?
Does it matter what I think?
Touché. I like both. Mountains make me feel alive, like I’ve conquered something. Oceans ground me, they help me come back to myself.
I like that. We need both.
Yeah, absolutely. Kind of like life, eh?
We lose ourselves to find ourselves.
We HAVE to, it’s the only way to make it through.
You still didn’t answer the question though. You have to pick one?
Okay, okay you got me. Let me close my eyes.
Alright, tell me what you see.
I see horizontal lines descending. Now what does that mean?
Interesting. What do you think it means? It’s your imagination.
Hmmm…with the lines descending, it feels like I’m ascending. Going higher and higher. I guess my answer is mountains.
Does that mean we complete each other?
No. It means we balance. Some days you’ll be the ocean I fall into when I lose control. My safe anchorage. Some days I’ll be the land to carry you when you’re drowning. Your oasis.
That’s right. Sometimes we soar too high, sometimes we go too deep.
I don’t want to save you, though. I’d like to hold you.
I like that. I wouldn’t want you to save me.
*They smile*
