Daily Prompt: Open your nearest book to page 82. Take the third full sentence on the page, and work it into a post somehow.
Oh, and I was so happy at first… What I thought to be page 82 in Virginia Woolf’s To the Lighthouse had this great third full sentence: What passes for cookery in England is an abomination (they agreed). Now this is somewhat controversial, it’s something I can write about, people may comment, and so on and so forth… But, to my misfortune, that was page 83. Ok, go back one page… first full sentence, second, third:
Paul must sit by her.
Oh, poor Paul. What’s he gotten himself into? Why do I have the feeling Paul’s admirer is the clingy type? Or maybe they are a couple. Have you noticed how, when more couples go out together, every one sticks to their own ‘pair’? In movies, you may find the girls chatting in one corner, and the guys somewhere else… Well, I haven’t seen this in real life (yet).
As far as I have noticed, when couples go out, each girl must sit near her boyfriend, at all times. Why so clingy? Have we become so unable to function without showing everyone that we have someone in our lives? Do we lose the ability to engage other people in conversation once we have a significant other? Or we are so insecure, that we must keep the poor boy/man next to us, to prove something to ourselves (and the others)?
I understand this, if you don’t know the others very well. It happened to me a couple of times (twice), when going out with my boyfriend’s best friends and their girlfriends But I am the new one in their circle. It makes sense that I want to sit next to the only person I know. It wouldn’t make sense if I saw the others on a regular basis. But, when we’ll spend New Year’s Eve together, I know I will not be glued to him all the time… He won’t have to sit with me, to make sure that I am entertained.