We were sitting on the couch, you can say we were sitting a bit apart.
There were a few people in the room.
One girl was sitting opposite of where I was.
I was sitting in something close to a chesterfield.
A guy was playing guitar and sat on a stool to entertain us.
He could also sing, it was nice to listen to.
The other people were sitting on another couch.
The entourage changed a couple of times, people walking in and out.
Sometimes we were with 2, other times with 4.
I believe in total we were with 8, that night.
We had a good time, there was music and drinks.
Wine, beer and something stronger, close to Jagermeister.
However the drink was called Becherovka, the national spirit from the Czech Republic.
According to Google it is described as either tasting like Christmas or something less complimentary, depending on whom you’re speaking to.
We were drinking this special drink, since some of the people in the room were leaving early the next morning. Too early to wave them goodbye.
Drinking the spirit of their country was for us to say goodbye to them.
To honor their presence and close the time they spend with us.
We were talking and laughing.
Serious things were said and some of the people in that room didn’t say much.
Some smoked a little bit and I don’t mean just cigarettes.
It was just how it was.
Oh, and there were a few dogs as well.
2 big ones and 2 smaller ones.
They were running around, chasing each other.
Playing and barking or just drinking some water.
They went outside again to run after something.
When the night started to fall, the dogs layed on the couch next to one another.
This is where the magic started to happen.
I don’t know if it was the alcohol going to our head, the spirit of that drink which made us feel like Christmas.
To have this special feeling making things happen, which normally wouldn’t.
Or just something I believe Christmas packed in this bottle was doing to us.
It could also just be the night calling.
A time of day I feel comfortable.
The silence comes when the sun sets, which makes way for words we are not always able to pronounce, due to daylight.
It could also be just my imagination.
Whatever it was, it didn’t matter.
It was this sentence which stayed on my mind.
Something we talked about in one of the conversations we were having, when the sun was already set.
‘What is a successful relationship?’
I believe something we take for granted.
We just go with what the day provides us, not thinking too much about anything.
That is just my opinion, at least.
Correct me if I am wrong.
I would appreciate it if you did that, so we can continue this conversation.
To understand better what a successful relationship is.
Because, I don’t think we know what it means.
Or maybe I am the only one who doesn’t know.
The reason I am still single.
It could also be.
What do you think?
Many reasons why I am single.
But let’s not go there today.
Perhaps it is better to speak about this during nighttime, when the sun is set and I feel more comfortable in the framework of the twilight zone.
Where the atmosphere is the same as this feeling of Christmas coming from the bottle and nothing from daily routine is interfering my mind.
To come back to that question I asked, I did give an answer of what I believe society thinks what a successful relationship is.
‘Having children’, ‘Being married’.
Those were the two answers I gave to that question I asked out loud.
“What is a successful relationship?”
If you’d ask me, I believe it is a bit from the past.
A little bit poor even, not from this day.
Perhaps not even for the night, or any other part of 24 hours.
To say a successful relationship is not a fulfillment when we reach that kind of destination.
Having children or being married, just as examples.
I still believe this is outdated, perhaps even an outdated mindset.
These examples can be a block of love for the ones looking for any kind of commitment.
I am leaving in the middle if that is actually love related.
What a successful relationship is, I can’t really say.
The fact is I am single.
Maybe I will let you know when I am in a love commitment.
I hope that happens soon, so I can continue this conversation.
For now it is just to know a success in relationships is not always measured in marriage or children.
To leave the options open for so many more a relationship entails, perhaps something we don’t even know about.
Which sounds already like a success in love to me.