August 21, 2005 12:48 AM
Relationships are incredibly complex. They seem to be a sort of constant dance, intricate footwork, and you have to practice the moves in order to perfect the dance. More importantly, relationships are about timing.
Relationships are much like taking the dance unit in P.E. class. First is the slow dance, junior high style, when your palms are sweating and you're about a foot and a half away from your partner, hands loosely clasped around the back of his neck or her waist. But you're dancing because you have an inkling that you may like your partner although it's not clear whether you LIKE like him/her yet. so you dance a slow dance, careful not to step on her toes, and you have a conversation face to face, wondering if your breath is smelling of the pasta you had for dinner.
If you liked your partner well enough, the next dance to learn is the waltz. It's formal, there are rigid rules as to form and posture, and each of you acts accordingly. You do the coffee waltz, the dinner and a movie waltz, and then the walk home waltz. There is polite formality but an obvious level of comfort; more likely than not, there is a desire to continue.
After the waltz probably comes the mambo or tango or salsa or something just as sensual because sooner or later sex becomes a factor. Something along the lines of dirty dancing. Then it's swing. In many cases, couples opt to reverse the order of the mambo/tango/salsa and swing. This stage is the highlight of the relationship. Swing is fun, fast, complicated, never easy but always a great time.
As far as I took this metaphor, i can't seem to think of a dance for the end. i suppose that's when the music stops, and you realize you're standing on the floor partnerless. You look around, you find the dark edges of the dance floor, and you scan all the wallflowers for another partner. You can either saunter over to the snack table for some punch and a break for your tired feet, or find a new partner and start to dance all over again.
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