I miss inside jokes. And little things that only Boris would “get”. I was watching a Netflix movie several months ago, Desperados, and one of the main characters (a widower) says something about missing the “dinner party glance” with his late wife. That connection where you just give each other a “look” because you both are thinking the same thing and you’ll talk about it later on the drive home. I miss having that person that I can talk to about the crazy thing someone said at the party or gossiping about mutual friends (because it doesn’t feel like gossip when it is with your partner!)
Weird fact: Boris and I used to both doodle cubes. Somehow we discovered that we both did this, so we’d sometimes draw cubes on notes or cards to one another. This is super random, so it feels weird to share with the outside world. It doesn’t really have a special meaning or story attached to it, it is just a “thing” that we both did. So, now when I catch myself drawing cubes absent-mindedly, I think of Boris. The Internet tells me this: “drawing squares suggests that you want control of a situation and are trying to work out a problem.” I feel like this is a constant truth for me, and I think this holds some truth for Boris too. I wish we could work on these problems together.
Anyway, that’s all from me right now. I just miss little things like that. Drawing cubes. Gossipping. Movie quotes. Weird words and nicknames. All that stuff.
(those are water balloons in my shirt in that picture by the way!)