A gentle man would always walk a lady home past dark, no matter how far out of the way it is.
WHERE ARE ALL THE GENTLEMEN? I ask.
Call me old fashioned, but this northwest landscape breeds a level of passivity that I just cannot handle anymore.
One cannot expect that deep relations fall into your lap by way of social/group dynamics. NO, NO. It certainly does not work that way.
If you truly want to make "it" happen, you must buckle your seatbelt and dance with the grit of circumstance.
make your soul known and don't expect it will be seen unless you make the interpersonal/one-on-one/REAL/good-old-fashioned time.
patience is the shortcut my dear, patience is the shortcut.
wise words.
new era.