Clare meets Henry for the first time when she was six and Henry, thirty-eight in 1977. Henry meets Clare for the first time in 1991 when he was twenty eight and Clare was twenty. I know it sounds pretty absurd. But ever since I first read this book, I fell in love with this couple. She knew her husband for her whole life because Henry's older self time travels back to her childhood. And I love the fact that when she finally meets him in here and now when he was twenty eight and she was twenty .. he turns out to be a selfish asshole and not the man she thought she knew. She never gave up and watches him slowly turn into the man she has been loving for all her life. It's just .. breathtakingly beautiful.
Alright, by now you'd be thinking to yourself, that sucks .. it's creepy. That's you, not me .. I mean .. you have to really read this book to understand what it says. I love how the author tries to instill her concept of how things happen in one way and only once.
It's sad being the one that always stays behind and waits. She asks ; Why is love intensified by absence ?
Anyway, I completely forgot that I've asked my friends out today and they ended up waited for me outside my workplace and then dragged me out. What an epic fail I had there. Lol. Almost cashless and in a beyond -imaginable-not-dressed-up state. Still, I had fun with the two of them. It's always nice to hang out with them.
We've been through the topic of what kind of guys we want. And I told them opposite attracts. Like always, the topic somehow steers to acceptable age gap and smartness. I don't need to say much about the age gap. If you're a stalker, you know enough. But smartness, they both agreed that they'd want someone smarter. Who wouldn't ? But this smartness thing, I think it's kind of subjective. Lol, because for me, as long as he can do stuff that I can't, he's smart.
IF I have a boyfriend, a typical Saturday'd be with him, perhaps loiter around in a shopping mall or catch a movie or return home to cuddle up in a couch while watching my chick flicks or his favorite movie and I can fall asleep like a pig. For now, a typical Saturday night will be returning home after hanging out with my girls, take a hot shower, change into pajamas, some good music and a good book in hand or a good movie.
Doesn't take much to realize how much of a hopelessly boring human being on Earth I am huh ? Lol. Hopeless romantic too.
This is so like my favorite quote from Need You Now ; Guess I rather hurt than feel nothing at all.