Elise Masterson (odalisquekitten) wrote in voicesinmyhead, @ 2007-07-16 00:12:00 |
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Prompt #3: "Thoughts on Love" ((Open))
Character: Elise (Ellie) Masterson
Fandom: Original character
Word Count: 495
I love Neoclassical painting, especially Ingres and his La grande odalisque, with Thetis and Zeus a very close second. Sure, his technique is beautiful, but I like his choice of subject matter as well. Perhaps that’s why I love Alex’s new series of photographs so much and the technique he uses to make his prints – he shares Ingres’ philosophy about color when he ventures away from black and white prints.
And I love horseback riding. I’d like to try to find a place to go riding in Chicago, maybe even look into renting a horse at a local stable if I’m able to afford it. Michael’s mom is an equestrian too, and I’m hoping she might have some recommendations. Just maybe, she’ll want to join me. I certainly hope so, she’s a wonderful woman and I’ve enjoyed getting to know her.
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But most of all, I love Michael. I’m sure of it, and have been sure of it these past few weeks. He’s so kind and caring, a good friend above all else, and I can’t believe how fortunate I was to meet him even if things did have quite a rocky start.
We try to spend a lot of time together, as much as we can. I’ve gotten to know his parents, and to a lesser extent his brother and sister-in-law, through going to church with him on Sunday mornings. When time allows, I go with him on Wednesday evenings to hear him sing at choir practice. I wish my family lived in Chicago too, because dare I say it, I’d love to introduce him to my parents as well. I’m quite certain they’d love him, and if his schedule will hopefully allow it, he can come with me to Indiana for Labor Day weekend.
This past week has been so hectic though, between both of our jobs. Matt’s show is a week from this coming Friday, and the guy just seems so… socially inept in some ways. Every few days, he’ll try to ask me out again, but Michael is the only one for me for as long as he’ll have me. And every time Michael and I have made plans to go out this week, he’s been paged to the hospital and been there for hours – by the time he gets back, I’ve been asleep for hours.
I wish I could do more for him while he’s gone, to make his life easier any way I can. The last few times he’s been called away I’ve made his lunch for the next day, or tidied up his apartment. I don’t know exactly what’s happened when he meets with those victims, but I’d like to be there for him as much as I can because with all the support and care he gives, someone should do it for him in return. It’s been a long time since something has felt this good and right, and here’s hoping it won’t end anytime soon.