I went to see Male Friend #3 for dinner tonight. Well, I showed up and he had completely forgotten about our arrangements. So he cobbled together something to eat at the last minute, and it was bloody awful. He was so distracted, he overcooked the pasta, burnt the sauce and broke a glass. All in the same evening.
As this is highly out of character (the guy is normally a great cook), I couldn't help but investigate.
Turns out he is obsessed with a woman. Worse, with the idea of a woman.
The famous first date with the younger lady went so well that they have seen each other for a while. And, faithful to his idea of taking it slow, nothing more than a kiss has been exchanged. Except, that now all he can think about is having sex with her. And the anticipation is killing him.
Because, you see, what happens if reality does not live up to imagination? What if, after this fantasy-thon he has been through, it all ends up being a bit.. bland?
At the same time, what if he is taking it too far? If lost in a sensual fantasy he forgets why he liked the lady in the first place?
Basically, is there such a thing as too much passion? At least in your head?
What could I say?
Rationality is well out of the equation (be prepared for the worse, hope for the best). No way I would attempt any prep talk either (I love my friends, but there is something called 'too much information').
Maybe, all he should do is just to.. get on with it. To stop imagining and start living.
Sometime reality finds interesting ways to surprise us..
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