Thielke & I

It is to that other one, to Thielke, that things happen. Many good things. Sometimes I am amazed. Granted at times she is a hard-working devil. It is not uncommon to find her researching for hours about the history of typography, reading this feminist article or that or brushing up on her Hindi. There are a great many things that we agree upon and there are those that we simply never will. That is what keeps our relationship alive. We seem to have a nice system of checks and balances. After all, Thielke is the one who is so creatively immersed, she sometimes fails to see logic. I help her out with that. It's the least I could do, considering we are so close.

Thielke is not one without room for improvement by any means. Even I could tell you that. Distanced, I often see her thoughts floating to daydreams and try to drop subtle reminders of the task at hand. It's really not her fault, you know. She is also one who simply loves to argue. Not in the, "I'm going to fight you" sense, but the, "I disagree" sense. Nothing more bothersome really, just as soon as we begin to agree on an issue, she sees things differently. Last week she thought she saw a sparkly smidgeon of goodness in conservative politics. What a hoax. This week she is back on the "Obama, I love you bandwagon." Always a battle, it is.

All in all I really don't feel myself without her.