On Facebook yesterday I asked for topics to write about. As is most often the case, the post was ignored. So I deleted the post and went about my business. While chatting about a movie at the library, I asked the person at the counter. If you had to give someone a blog a random blog topic, what would it be? The person thought a minute and said: "Describe your perfect person." I asked them if they meant friend, partner, or in general and they said "Yes.," then laughed. I thanked them for the books, movies, and the idea then left. So here it goes.
The perfect person is someone who likes good food, preferably vegan, and likes to laugh. It's a person who is well read, but more importantly, is willing to read. It's a person who isn't necessarily a cinephile but doesn't turn their nose up at subtitles or silent films. Most importantly it's a person who cares about those others don't care about or those who can not fend for themselves. Children and animals are their first loves, but not at the expense of others. It's a person who is contemplative, yet impulsive. It's a person who is willing to put others before themselves, but not to the point they are harming themselves. It's a person who loves the simple things and for whom material items mean nothing. Quite simply it's a person who values solitude but whose presence makes others forget its joys.
The perfect person is someone who likes good food, preferably vegan, and likes to laugh. It's a person who is well read, but more importantly, is willing to read. It's a person who isn't necessarily a cinephile but doesn't turn their nose up at subtitles or silent films. Most importantly it's a person who cares about those others don't care about or those who can not fend for themselves. Children and animals are their first loves, but not at the expense of others. It's a person who is contemplative, yet impulsive. It's a person who is willing to put others before themselves, but not to the point they are harming themselves. It's a person who loves the simple things and for whom material items mean nothing. Quite simply it's a person who values solitude but whose presence makes others forget its joys.
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