“…I am also inevitably bereft of a clue as to what I am looking for in a partner. Upon considering, I always leap to breakfast. Not the shape, personality or passions of the fictional other, but breakfast. To be more accurate, the sharing of breakfast - to wake, laugh, sing and cook with another is to be more than comfortable in their company. To be with someone like that would be a fine thing - an ideal not tied to any particular characteristic, just a living simple happiness.”
(Dammit, Jim. You’ve done it again. I recognize a priceless bit of writing when I see one.)
Mandy, thank you for this; I don’t know if I’d agree with ‘priceless’, but I more than appreciate the sentiment.