Y'know, all this got me thinking.  I think the best thing I can offer you
right now is comfort, and being comfortable, able to just relax into
things, is something that's important.  Physically, the comfort between
you and me is obvious; our instincts for touch, the way we so easily slip
into eminently comfy positions, even the way I try to make my room an easy
place to be in.  (The nest chair and the pseudo-Art Deco...)  Mentally, the
gentle conversation, the occasional jump into the high-brow stuff, the
way you've started to use my "S'ok" in talk sessions... :-)  Spiritually,
well, how uncomfortable can you be when you've shared the Atomic Fire
Ball (r) metaphor of life?  Emotionally, this is the one I have to work
the hardest at.  I think I usually succeed- no silly games, no demands
for eternal love and devotion- but still, it's not always easy.  Sitting
in a room with 3 other people who have feelings for you demands that
epochs of evolution-driven jealousy be put down by gentleness alone.
(Not seeing you at all for weeks at a time can't help that either.  I
wonder if I should hang out more uphill?)
				Anyway.  This e-mail is just my
				latest theory, among many, but I
				think it's a good one.
					Let me know.
					Kirk

ps I'm not sure if I made it clear why I started talking about the
alt.fan.wedge group last night- it was because I suddenly thought that my
hair looked like Luke Skywalker's, in the first movie.  Oh, nevermind :-)

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