eine kluge Prognose;

[thethird]

Man hoe? Come on! I was twenty... something.

Let's call it by its real name: Hormones. Raging hormones and, I promise you, they're under control now.

Alles Liebe,
Florian

Comments

[nomorefeathers]

Nah, they've houses of their own to clean. They'd probably just bring you food.

[thethird]

A girlfriend would be the preferable solution regarding these horrible trials of a bachelor's life.

[nomorefeathers]

Or hiring a maid.

[thethird]

That's what her husband said as well.

[nomorefeathers]

Yes well. If one goes the girlfriend route, it's usually advisable to choose one not already married.

[thethird]

"Are feelings worth it?"

[nomorefeathers]

Not saying they aren't. But such things are the seeds of tragedies, not comedies.

[thethird]

At the risk of sounding like a complete girl, I'll have to say that I'd rather be sent back to Berlin than not have had this year with her.

[nomorefeathers]

Ah, and that is why tragedies are the better stories. In my opinion. Feelings are more... intense.

[thethird]

Meaning that feelings are worth it. That's the point, right? Without, we'd be safe but poor. With feelings, with all their consequences, we may be sorry, but we're richer for it.

[nomorefeathers]

Better to have loved and lost, no?

[thethird]

Exactly.

[nomorefeathers]

Sometimes I think that's why mankind invented alcohol.

[thethird]

Losing your sense of reality can be liberating. Required in some situations, depending on culture and customs.

[nomorefeathers]

I wouldn't go quite that far. Losing your sense of reality is... dangerous.

But it's nice to get a bit fuzzy and numb.

[thethird]

[He laughs.]

I drink to feel all of it.

[nomorefeathers]

Just so long as you don't lose yourself entirely.

[thethird]

In general? Too late.

[nomorefeathers]

Not quite like I meant.

[thethird]

I know.

[nomorefeathers]

No. You don't. But don't worry about it.