“You do whatever you want. Go anywhere you want, the soldier said. “Wherever your life takes you, don’t worry about me because I’ll find you, P. Where you are doesn’t matter because wherever you are, that’s where I am going to head.”
“Why? Why is that?”
“Well this is going to sound corny, but…” he started to sing, “You are the magnet, I am steeeeeeeeel”
I burst out laughing. “Okay, well that’s funny. That makes me totally amused,” I said with a snort.
“Well that’s fine. I’m glad you’re amused but this is the situation here. You’re a magnet and I’m these bits of steel and I am going to nothing but follow you wherever you go. I just can’t help it, it’s a law of nature, steel will always follow a magnet.”
Two weeks ago
“How do you know you’re not a magnet and I’m steel?” I asked. “I am attracted to you aren’t I? I am massively attracted to you… I’m attracted like a freak.”
He laughed. “No, hell no. You’re the magnet, P. I don’t attract anybody. Nobody but you wants anything to do with me,” he said. “Yeah, you’re attracted to me but you’re the only one who is.”
“It’s not ridiculous. I’m not a magnet. People aren’t interested in me, P. No one is. They’re interested in you though. You’re the magnet, P. I’m the steel. I know you’re attracted to me but you’re the only person I can attract. You on the other hand can attract all kinds of steel. Steel comes to you… it just flies right to you everywhere you go.”
“Well, P, I’m trying to get there as fast as I can because I know everyone who sees you wants you. They all want to know you.”
“Oh, they do not. Okay, some of them do but it’s only for a minute. They want to know me right up until they do know me. Once they know me they can’t get out fast enough. It’s an illusion of me they want. Some hologram. But once they get a load of my actual self they’re pretty much uniformly repulsed. I get sick of it. If you don’t like me leave me alone in the first place.”
“That’s not it. People aren’t repulsed. That’s not what happens, P. People get near you find out you are even more than they expected or thought you were and then they can’t hold on.”
I didn’t answer because I was pouting about being repulsive.
“P, they can’t hold on but I can. At least I think I can. I think I can do it because I’m pure. I’m pure steel, P and the rest of those guys?”
“Well they just want to use you…”
I laughed. This is his new tag line. He’s taken to telling me the whole world wants to use me, he’s the only one who loves me and I should listen to every word he’s saying…. 🙂
“Anyway, P, this is what I’ve come up with. I think I may be the only one in the world who can hold on to you and if I can, well I think that’s the reason.”
“Yeah. I’m steel and I’m pure. Anything less than pure steel… any other junk mixed in there and you’re going to shake ’em right off.”
“Oh my God,” said an overwhelmed Venus Neptune. “I don’t think I want to know anymore, do you mind? I don’t really want to be involved with a genius. It’s hard on me when I’m trying to sleep. Can I just sleep through this?”
Do you think this is how attraction works? Are you magnet or steel?