Rhythm and Blues

I had a pleasantly uneventful drive to Connecticut, with only a few sporadic rain showers. I was early but the unit was ready.
As I put all my stuff away, the notion of rhythms occurred to me. We fall into rhythms over time; even those people who perceive themselves as spontaneous and unstructured have rhythms. I’m pretty sure you can’t get away from it. People whose lives are disorganized and chaotic are not fostering this type of rhythm (I would call it a routine, but that word tends to raise red flags). It is simply a matter of trading one set of habits for another; but a lot of people have a hard time with that.
What stuck me was that when we are part of a couple, we adapt to each other’s rhythms and eventually something like a shared rhythm evolves. This is why some people can travel together effortlessly.
But it’s not only while traveling that we do this. Part of the essence of “getting” another person is the ability to understand how we do things. The give and take of this process is what makes a bond between people. I saw myself organizing my vacation villa exactly the same way Philip and I always did it; it felt comfortable and easy. He certainly adapted to my habits over time, and I know I adjusted to many of his. Hand in glove.