cellini's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- She Completes Me Trish is starting to get the idea. I mention either Helenah or Sweden roughly every 30 seconds. While I was driving into town today I realized that Helenah completes me and, perhaps, I can complete her. That is so much of what this is about for me. Its not just that she's painfully hot and intelligent and well-traveled and adventurous. It is that in so many little ways she seamlessly does or is exactly what I need. She knows when I'm about to make a mistake. She points out ways I can make my speeches better. She knows where we are when I don't. She understands how to use pieces of equipment that confuse me. Everything we do together is so seamless. And I know when she needs a glass of water or when I need to speak up for her when she needs something from someone else. We love all of the same things. We spent over an hour talking passionately about G@lapagos tortoises and botany one night. I have never met anyone else who cared about these things as much as I do. She is shy of cameras and speaking in front of groups of people, which is a little bit odd for someone who was a TV news anchor. She has great ideas but her personality and fundamental Swedishness prevents her from really selling her work. I am very good at promotion and selling things. I am good at fast, accurate research. We both want to make art and media about nature and conservation. It would be so good. We could complete each other. This could be one of those great, rare, life-long artistic and romantic collaborations. My career is suddenly taking off in a very big way. My book sold out completely and they've had to order another printing. I am starting to be in demand as a speaker. I get so many press and interview requests that I'm 4 days behind on responding. The question isn't whether I will have another book deal -- its only what that book is going to be. I have a real career now. I think that Helenah looks at me as a serious writer on the cusp of big success. Not as the former white collar desk jockey trying to hustle his way into a romantic career that I was. She has seen me standing there with a line of people waiting for my autograph. Point being that neither of us is out of the other's league. We just fit together so perfectly. I really think that we could have a very exceptional life together. She is very busy editing today and tonight. All of that stuff we shot over the weekend. She is madly trying to get it together into a better trailer to show to her advisors on Thursday to get final approval for me as her thesis. So I won't bother her too much today and tonight with email. I'll just settle for staring at her FB pictures for hours. I miss the sound of her voice. I miss the scent of her hair. I miss that hint of a smile on her lips. 3:31 p.m. - 2011-09-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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