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Just a quick post today as my assistant insisted I say something about that stupid 'article' in TMZ. It's been causing a stir apparently and, I've got to address it somehow. I haven't even read it, what's the point? But here it goes. I promise to get back to your schedualed programming next week.
When I started this blog, it was purely for posting news and updates about my work in Cosmology, Astronomy and Astrophysics, and I made a promise to myself it would never ever get personal. I keep away from social media, no twitter account, not even Facebook, not because I think it's a waste of time, but because I was inundated with questions which, shall we say, didn't concern my academic work.
My personal life is not up for discussion, I decided. If people have a problem with it, then there's literally nothing I can do. People will be jerks, as my assistant is keen to remind me on a regular basis, hence why I don't bother with a comments section on this blog. However, in a way, I can understand the interest. Of course I can! It's not just that Thor, my boyfriend, has saved the world many times, or even that he has these amazing abilities (or the fact that he's fine - Darcy), the fact of the matter is... he's an alien! An honest to goodness extra-terrestrial. You wouldn't have guessed from looking at him, he's pretty human in apperance (UNDERSTATEMENT - Darcy), but he comes from another planet, from another galaxy as far as I can tell. I have to admit, even I feel ridiculous just typing that sentence.
We are living in such amazing times, we as a species have seen such extraordinary things and I am privilaged to say I have bore witness to an actual alien world- more than that! And it's through Thor that I got that opportunity. I owe him so much, I won't deny that, but if it weren't for my work, for my research, for the study that has driven me for the better half of my life, I wouldn't have met him in the first place. Our relationship came from equal parts hard work and happy accident.
Thor's is a culture that believes very strongly in the ideas of fate and destiny, and he tells me that it was fate that brought us together. I've never been a strong believer in it myself, but I have to admit, when I think about all the chances and choices and strange roads I travelled to get to where I am now... it doesn't sound entirely far fetched. Whatever the reason, whatever the driving force that has brought me to this point; I am grateful. If there is no reason, no pre-determined path and I am here merely by accident, well... then I am still grateful.
As my dad was known to say; it's all getting a bit quantum!
On a less serious note- I've been asked repeatedly what he's like as a boyfriend, and I am hard pressed to describe it. He just makes me happy. Stupidly happy. That's really all there is to it.
We still have much to work through, I think that's pretty obvious, but I am happy to say he's worth every minute. I would hope he'd say that same for me.