And I wish I had some right now. I don't know why I did it, but I ate McDonalds for the first time in almost three years, last night. Now, I feel sick to my stomach. Looks like its miso and water for today.
So, I found out my aunt is getting married the other day. For my family, this is the wedding of the century. My aunt and her boyfriend have been dating for 30 years.
In any case, I'm really happy for them and I even feel feel admiration towards my aunt. I'm sure she's thought of marriage plenty of times in those 30 years, but not once did they fight over it. I guess that's why they're still together. Instead of worrying about such things, they just enjoyed life.
Then again, what would they argue about? Obviously neither of them had a fear of commitment since they stuck around each other for so long.... hm,
I know I can't wait 30 years. But, I'd like to me more like my aunt...
In the sense that I have nothing but patience for the man I love.
LJ, Tell me your thoughts on love and commitment! How important is it to you?