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3.5.05

i have twenty-six days of singlehood. i'm already relieved by this. and i haven't been single-single for ages. really. so i don't know what the difference is going to be. i don't know if i'm having any showers or bachelorettes. i'm not sure matt is either. because what's the difference going to be? i make him dinner. he did my taxes. neither of us has been sleeping with anybody else. we're already three years into the mortgage. and really somewhere along the way we became married, really, so i don't know what service an actual wedding ceremony might provide except as an excuse to see all the people we can and celebrate a bit. since i am wholly against "Becoming one flesh" and have no intention of doing so. Things to consider planting, if we end up having a silent moment:

COLOSSIANS 3:12-14 - (i've never heard of colossians?) Put on then, ~~as God’s chosen ones,~~ holy and beloved, compassion, kindness, lowliness, meekness, and patience, forbearing one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as ~~the Lord has forgiven you~~ [you have been forgiven], so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.
The Prophet by Kahlil Gilbran - ~~god bits removed~~ Together you shall be for evermore. You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days. ~~god bits removed~~ But let there be spaces in your togetherness. And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another, but make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping, for only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together yet not too near together, for the pillars of the temple stand apart, and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
Walt Whitman is so cute - I give you my hand! I give you my love, more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law: Will you give me yourself? Will you come travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?

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