One thing I will never really understand is relationships and why people get involved in them. The following lines from “The Bridges of Madison County” sum up my feelings really well…
“There are old winds that I still do not understand, though I have been riding, forever it seems, along the curl of their spines. I move in Dimension Z; the world goes by somewhere else in another slice of things parallel to me. As if, hands in my pockets and bending a little forward I see it through a department store window, looking inward.”
Some times I stand there wondering whether this is happening to me or to someone else. It seems almost absurd. Looking back I wonder what made me get involved and there are no concrete answers…I guess…
“Euclid was not always right. He assumed parallelness, in constancy, right to the end of things; but a non-euclidean way of being is also possible, where the lines come together, far out there. A vanishing point. The illusion of convergence. Yet I know it’s more than illusion. Some times a coming together is possible, a spilling of one reality into another. A kind of soft enlacing. Not prim intersections loomed in a world of precision.”
So maybe that’s just it… it’s not black and white… just shades of grey…
-Quotes taken from the "Bridges of Madison County" by Rober James Waller
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