‘Remember when you left Gotham? Before all this, before Batman? You were gone seven years. Seven years I waited, hoping that you wouldn’t come back. Every year, I took a holiday. I went to Florence, there’s this cafe, on the banks of the Arno. Every fine evening, I’d sit there and order a Fernet Branca. I had this fantasy, that I would look across the tables and I’d see you there, with a wife and maybe a couple of kids. You wouldn’t say anything to me, nor me to you. But we’d both know that you’d made it, that you were happy. I never wanted you to come back to Gotham. I always knew there was nothing here for you, except pain and tragedy. And I wanted something more for you than that. I still do.’

The tone of this one was supposed to stay light-hearted, but then this weekend happened.  We’ll see how it goes…

Part of having a Supreme Faith, I feel, is trusting that things happen the way they are supposed to happen, and things will work out.  I’ve always had this level of confidence professionally, but for a variety of reasons, it’s only been very recently that I can honestly say that level of faith has transferred into my personal life.

Part of it is the never ending process of living and learning.  Part of it is being honest about what I want for myself.  Part of it is the full acceptance of who I am.  You can do this the easy way or the hard way, but I think it’s something of a recipe for disaster to invite others to share your life with you, when you haven’t fully established for yourself who you see when you look in the mirror.

Mostly for comic relief, mostly, but with an element of truth I would push this idea of living a ‘double life’.  As I’ve put myself into a position to live the full life I’ve been setting myself up for, there is little to no need to jump from one identity to another; I channel all that into my performances now.  Eliminating the need to keep major parts of yourself hidden allows everyone to see you for who you really are.  And (this is clearly the optimist in me talking), letting people (women in this case) see you as you really are gives them the information they need to decide if you’re the kind of guy they want to be involved with (because let’s be honest, women are making the yes or no call here).

So, tying all of those different elements together (see what I did there?), the women in my life have, for lack of a better term, are very quickly ‘catching up’ to the relationships I have with some of my male friends: there’s one thing we both share a passion for (with me that’s not a long list, if you know me or listen to me at all you can figure that out), we find out what else we both like, and we build our relationship around that.  And what happens when you can have long, long conversations with women over something you both really care about?  Yep, you start falling in love allllllllll the time!  That seems like a good place to stop, doesn’t it?  I plead the Fif!

Next week I’ll talk Family.