But somehow, there's less time to think since she came back. We're too busy talking, or working, or having sex {there's a lot of sex at the moment, much of it initiated by me as a way of banishing insecurity}, or eating, or going to the pictures. Maybe I should stop doing these things, so as I can work it all out properly, because I know these things are important times. But then again, maybe I shouldn't; maybe this is how it's done. Maybe this is how people manage to have relationships.
The narrator reflects on how the return of a significant person has filled his life with constant activities, leaving little room for introspection. He finds himself occupied with conversations, work, intimacy, and outings, questioning if this busyness is a distraction from understanding his emotions and insecurities. Despite feeling the pressure of these thoughts, he also considers that this whirlwind of experiences might be a normal aspect of maintaining a relationship.
This dilemma between action and reflection highlights a common challenge in relationships—it raises the question of whether constant engagement with a partner can replace deeper emotional processing. The narrator's acknowledgment of the importance of these everyday moments suggests that, while self-examination is valuable, shared experiences might also play a crucial role in relationship dynamics, blurring the lines between contemplation and connection.
