So, you’ve found that special someone you’ve been waiting for your entire life. Congratulations! Yet, there’s just one problem…you’re living in one part of the world and they’re living either close to or on the opposite side of it…and it could be awhile before the two of you will be able to spend some serious quality time together in the SAME place. What do you do? How do you keep the love the two of you share strong enough to remain intact? Who should ultimately sacrifice leaving their job, their family, or their livelihood in order to shorten that distance?
The passion is physical, the drives are uncontrollable. The problem is that it can’t last, it’s life shattering when it breaks and there is really no way to avoid it. This is the lowest most primal level of love and subsequently the most extreme.
Take a drive through the outskirts of Omaha. Nothing like a quiet drive without traffic. The sunsets are beautiful when you watch them fall over open plains and the stars are more visible outside the city. There are many country roads to travel but be sure to do this sober, watch for deer, and take a map in case you get lost.
The drama soon began as homeboy Chance took Tiffany off to a table for a tete-a-tete. Chance appealed to Tiffany right off the bat and she pointed out that not only did he have ‘the New York edge’, he drank a lot. Chance’s brother, known as Real, is also on the show. Mr. Boston, a white accountant who has an identical twin, decided that this early in the episode, 2 minutes of alone time with Tiffany was enough for Chance ,so he butted in to introduce himself. Chance took great offense at this disrespect. An argument broke out in which nerdy Mr. Boston held his own. Tiffany was impressed!
This song hits home with the fuck book and feelings. It’s very heartfelt and emotional. If you’re single, the song makes you want to know the feeling at the heart of the song. If you’re attached, it makes you glad that you can identify with the narrator.
Sister Patterson also had a rather comical exchange with Mr. Boston, who told her that it was perfectly okay with him that Tiffany was black while he was white. He ventured that didn’t present a problem since no one thinks twice about interracial couples these days. Sensing his discomfort, Sister Patterson prodded him further, inquiring what would happen if they (he and Tiffany) had a baby. He thought the baby would be very light and Sister Patterson said the baby would probably pass for white very easily, it would just slide right in there. Clueless and agreeable Mr. Boston ventured that it would be just like Derek Jeter sliding to first base with the Yankees.
Champagne: Congratulations! You got through this article! Oh, and you and your sweetie are spending some hard-earned, well-deserved quality time together tonight. Top it all off with a toast of champagne to your successful and enduring romance. Cheers!