The Problem With Conventional Intimacy
Conventional intimacy has a well-developed vocabulary. We speak of emotional vulnerability, physical closeness, acts of service, quality time. These are real and necessary. But they describe a kind of love that moves primarily along the vertical axis: depth of feeling, layers of exposure, the slow archaeology of another person’s wounds and history.
What they don’t fully capture is intimacy along the horizontal axis: the peculiar joy of two minds moving sideways together, following a thought into territory neither planned to enter, building something collaborative and slightly ungovernable in real time.
I’ve written before about intellectual intimacy, about what it means to be known in how you think, wonder, and question rather than only in what you feel. This essay lives in that same territory, but zooms into one specific corner of it. A corner that tends to get overlooked because it doesn’t look serious enough to be taken seriously.
It looks like jokes. It looks like sparring. It looks, from the outside, like two people who can’t stop interrupting each other with increasingly unhinged tangents.
It is banter. And for many of us (me), it is one of the deepest forms of love we know how to offer.
What Banter Actually Is (And What It Isn’t)
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