holding hands while walking

it's easy spending time with the right person.

call it hanging out, call it dating, call it whatever. point is, you make time for someone. you can sit, you can walk, you can spend it in silence, you can spend it with banter and laughter, you can spend it in deep conversation, you have an infinite ways to devote time for one another.

with the right person, it doesn't matter how you spend it. because with the right person, it won't matter in which manner time is spent, but instead it becomes a measure of how much is spent. with the right person, it will feel effortless to let an eternity pass by so quickly.

however, the thing about "easy" is that it isn't a good indicator whether something is meaningful.

it's easy binge watching in the comfort of your couch, it's easy dialing in fast food delivery, it's easy scrolling through your social media timeline. a life for the pursuit of pleasure is a life spent picking on low-hanging fruits.

the really important things in life are behind a wall that takes exert effort to go through. it doesn't matter whether you're with the right person, it will always entail a degree of difficulty. it's hard to reconcile divergent perspectives, it's hard to coordinate contrasting causes, it's hard to take on bigger accountability. point is, you have to work for meaning.

so it can be easy spending time with the right person. just as it's easy to be a spectator. you can stay in your seat and revel in the moment.

but when did sitting around got us anywhere different?

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