It was a well written story, starting from an interesting idea: what would you do if something really bad was said about your partner. Would believe the bad thing? Would you defend your partner declaring the bad thing a lie? Or would you, like the hero, try to find proof, one way or the other. To be open to either option? It broke their relationship, her approach, which I think is a little naive, a probable plot solution but not a brave one. I think I would be open to both being possible, the bad thing being true and the partner being worthy of love. Though perhaps I would not put my partner in the situation which would test the bad thing.
But what would I do if it was I who did the bad thing? Would I lie and hide, or would I try to understand what people thought of me?
This is a very thin life, svelte, perhaps would be a better word as svelte implies something that is to be desired as it means slender and elegant. This life is thin because while I lack in nothing, I have all the entertainment I want, I have the distractions I like, what other lifestyle would allow me the time to paint so many naked middle aged overweight men? But this life is fileed with pauses. Today, I will be waiting for an hour before I can sleep. I won't fill that hour with that entertainment, or with the desired painting. I will just wait, for it is my lot to wait. I am not waiting for something in particular, I am not on Godot's route. I am just waiting for the completion of the hour because I cannot think of the good thing to do in that hour. This is why my life is thin, and thinning like my hair, it is my mind that is getting thinner and hopes fade.
On Timing
Today my words seemed to have effect because they were said when they were said. ...