Brenda remembers long distance love affairs...
...it was the almost unbearable intensity, "the ferocity of feeling" that I recall so clearly now. The exquisite poignancy of waiting (does anyone remember, waiting?) and the expectation... Jet propelled across the ocean towards the unearthly beauty, the embrace of Paris, training across all of Siberia and Russia for a rendez vous in the cold, stone city of Stockholm, clutching the rails of a ferry on the English Channel with that taste of salt in the wind and the white cliffs of Dover ahead. Always enroute to the romance of other lands, other lives...
These were the years of my own joyriding. Of living with total abandon.
Beautiful.
Read the rest of Brenda's post here.
I miss living with total abandon. Those were good times!
Posted by: Adorable Girlfriend | June 25, 2009 at 11:15 AM