Charlotte Green

I want to be in love. I want to get it over with so that I can move along to all of the other parts of life that seem so easy to achieve when someone at home cares about you.

You have absolutely no energy to start getting to know someone all over again, you just want to be with someone you already know perfectly well.

You become part of a team and can understand disagreeing about something even though, at the end of the day, you both just want what the other one wants.

Maybe they don’t even realize it. They have grown up for so long in the cage of their beauty and have come to imagine that everyone is afforded their treatment.

Answering a phone call while still in their bed and telling your friend “I can’t talk right now, I’ll tell you about it later.”

There’s nothing dirty about it, no, but there is something complicated. There is something which demands more of you, which implicates you, which makes extricating yourself a more involved ordeal than slipping on your tennis shoes and catching the train.

Things didn’t work out a first time, why in the world would they work out a second? You both say that you are different, but do we ever really have enough perspective to say such a thing about ourselves?

The idea is that, whether or not you want to be in a couple, everyone around you is going to be increasingly centered around their partnered status.