To say that what we have so far is smooth sailing - is to deny the relationship that we have.
To believe that everything has been perfect so far is to belie that what we have is "working" relationship.
It's not perfect yet. But we are working together to get there. And that's what matters.
To say that I had to gamble and throw the dice for this is not accurate.
To gamble is to throw everything unto fate to decide.
Like what we discussed - it felt right for both of us so we decided to give it a shot based on feelings from the heart - and not from the gut and instinct.
Segway date in sentosa.
Weekday lunch dates.
Swimming in your condo.
Getting a haircut together.
Gardens by the bay.
OCBC supertrees canopy walk.
Supertrees light show.
And more to come.
It's also interesting how the first time I've ever tried playing/gambling was with you. You bought chips. Played roulette. Won. Doubled the money. Banked your capital. Gave me the earning to let me play blackjack. Won some and lost some. I decided to stop with double the earning. We spent the money to shoulder our dates after.
How much do I value what we have?
How strong are my feelings?
Aside from the feelings banishing any compulsion or desire to puff a smoke (since I met you) ...
"Read all about it" - Emeli Sande
You've got a heart as loud as lions
So why let your voice be tamed?
Baby we're a little different
there's no need to be ashamed
You've got the light to fight the shadows
so stop hiding it away
Come on, Come on
I wanna sing, I wanna shout
I wanna scream till the words dry out
So put it in all of the papers
I'm not afraid
They can read all about it
Read all about it oh
One unprecedented outcome of our quarrel last Saturday was the courage it gave me to speak to my mom. So there, the cat is out of the bag however awkward it was at the latter part of my 37-38 minute IDD call with my mom. I got over the awkward and the quarrel though by buying myself a new MontBlanc wallet - because as I concurred with you - my wallet is thick and filled with unnecessary cards and IDs. As what they say in fashion and styling - edit.
So now my mom knows, and she asked me during the call if she could tell my sister - and I said of course. Im not sure she'll tell my dad or brother - but now it doesnt really matter. I've said what I needed to say to my mom, and she's okay with it as long as I live my life happily and content. Pandora's box has been opened - I wait to see what comes out.