The tiny silver dash

Last summer, my partner and I met in Barcelona to spend a couple of weeks together. We have known each other for more than a decade, but we had never been together for so long. Any thoughts about work, any worries; the world became a safety bubble to me- a completely different experience compared to my recent years. Long walks, talks, new places, and moderate socialization activated playful curiosity, and we popped into a random sex shop. That was not the first time for us; we visited the local shop once. It was quite spacy; the items sat on the glass shelves like museum exhibits. The assistant was a young girl. She was delightful and eager to communicate. That was not the first time for him, unlike me. But the first time for both of us to visit such a place with company. We bought nothing then, though. This time the shop was the opposite. Crowded with colorful toys from the floor to the ceiling, it resembled a children's toy shop. The assistant kept distant, and we were left to each other. This time we decided to grab something random, without thinking, spontaneously. He grabbed an anal plug, and I grabbed deep throat gel. I enjoyed making the purchase, waiting at the register, being seen with my partner, and discussing with him an ad introducing dancing girls pinned to the wall. We actually never used the trophy. I took the pictures, wrote the descriptions, and made them the first brick to sexual adulthood.

Without mentioning such obvious facts as open conversations about fantasies and rolling out the boundaries, even this short visit provided a palpable feeling of closeness. Exploring an empty physical store gave me a feeling of spending a night in a museum- when the two nomads slipped into a labyrinth and came back into a sunny, busy street after a shared adventure.

A relationship is like a kaleidoscope- add a tiny dash to a facet, and the whole piece would change. The smallest detail matters and presents a completely different landscape. To me, those facets represent the aspects of life. Improving one of them will mirror the others. That simple adventure, nothing meaningful at first glance, was that tiny silver dash, mirroring all the facets and making the landscape shimmery- not to all, but to us.