1/8/20
I was thinking how marriage is sexy, or how having a happy marriage is sexy: like, neither of you can quit. Neither of you can give up or stop trying. You both have to keep going. I just think it’s kind of sexy like: a race you run together, as a team, dependent on a kind of strength, dependent on a kind of sweat, that no matter your own personal merits, you can’t finish without the other one. That it’s romantic, because of the risk. The risk of interdependence.