You Talking To Me?

I’ve never really given it a great deal of though, or I did then promptly forgot it, but when we know someone intimately the way we speak to them changes. After 5 years of relationship a conversation is comprised of those mundane daily events that you would never tell a new acquaintance in case you bored them to death. You’re not selling yourself anymore, and you’ve dug out all those juicy secrets that get you probing a new member of your social circle. You know their likes and dislikes, opinions, and preferences, in fact you share an awful lot of them because if you didn’t you probably wouldn’t still be together.

We are borg, we will assimilate each other. We will also share all those disgusting events and experiences that we wouldn’t tell another living soul. It’s like the barrier between mine and thine has dissolved under the solvent of communal experiences.

Of course the boss of our hagwan already seems to think that we share a common brain, he’ll tell one of us something and assume that the other will automatically know about it, communication by osmosis perhaps? Maybe we should try that, stick two folks in a long term relationship in a small area, teach one of them something knew then see if the other is able to replicate this new knowledge/skill.  

Where does the we end and the me begin, how much different would I be today if I hadn’t spent the last 5 (good) years with this particular woman? Well not the woman above, but you get the picture…. gotta have a picture.