I love that excitement I get when I'm researching and inventing a new recipe. It's very similar to "I've read your work and I think you're brilliant" or "that poem really spoke to me".
It's not QUITE as good as someone saying I love you, starting a new relationship, or a great passionate fuck,
*scratches his head*
But I do love working hard, seeing the results flourish, and expressing myself.
And yes, cooking, art, and sex satisfy all aforementioned stimuli.
Would I trade my art, cookery, or my self for a great or even mediocre relationship right about now?
Well in a great relationship I shouldn't have to.
I know exactly how I want this stew to taste, and I have a pretty good idea on how to get it there. Yes, my work has been moody, despondent and unfathomabley one dimensional lately. That's what happens when you've been 9 months out of a 9 month relationship without being able to presently calculate a dateable partner.
God she would HAVE to be perfect.
