Eclipse

Huh.

I've seen a total eclipse before—or it may have been a partial eclipse.  But once I had seen it, had had a little insight into how it happened, I sort of stopped being excited by it.  I was watching my dad do bodywork on our rusty old family transport, and that seemed more exciting than the eclipse. 

This time I hardly paid any attention to the phenomenon.  I thought the photographs were great, and the coronas, and all that, but—not impressed. 

I think that I'm too much of a three-dimensional thinker to see the romance in it!  A major component of Romance is the strangeness of it; once it becomes familiar, it isn't romantic anymore. 

The process of two people falling in love, and discovering interesting facets about each other: that's fascinating, and oh so romantic!  So much so that I can re-read a story I've read before, and still make a fool of myself over how romantic it is!  Maybe once I get older, and worn down with life's woes, I'll stop going ga-ga over love and romance, but at the moment, it still hasn't happened.

I'm worried that my lack of interest in the eclipse may come between me and, well, you guys; once I start becoming unable to relate to what most people feel, it's sort of the beginning of the end.  There's no point in fighting it; I'll need to find something else to keep me going. 

Kay