Maybe it's me
So here's how they pick the Dalai Lama(according to how I learned it): after the old one dies, they take all his childhood toys, find a bunch of exact replicas of said toys, and go around trying to find the children that could be the next man to head the Tibetan Buddhists. If the kid prefers the old Lama’s toys, and only plays with those, then he’s probably the next Dalai Lama. Forget the fact the other ones look exactly the same, if the spirit is within, then the DL will know which ones belonged to him.
Now, your ex liked this one shirt/outfit/whatever of yours. Hey, they may still like it on you, but it really doesn’t matter, because you’re with someone new now. (Shame on you for thinking such things.) Only thing is, the newbie likes it on you just as much. You have a bunch of clothes of roughly the same color, fit, and caliber, but they pick out the one your ex used to like. “I like it on you; you look good in it.”
Maybe they like the same shows and the same music as your ex. They both collect stamps and old pictures of Burt Reynolds. You might not have known this when you were first interested in them, you might not have even known this when you first started going out, but similarities begin to accumulate. The two aren’t anywhere near clones, but it just gets a bit eerie when your new love phrases something the same way your ex did (or would have).
You wonder “Is this me…or is it them?” Perhaps your eyes flash when they mention the shirt, so they think, even subconsciously, that you like that shirt and therefore they like the shirt. It could be the simple fact that you really do look better in said outfit than all your others. But maybe you’re just picking out girl after girl cut from the same tree. Sure, one’s a 2 x 4 and another’s a sheet of plywood, both have their own distinct grain and knots, but in the end they’re both pine and they both are from the same forest, same area, and same organism.
The rebounds are never the same kind of wood, or else you probably wouldn’t have given up the original. Is it the wood, or is it the one “choosing” the wood? Who’s going to remember how everyone acted during the courting period? Is one so different from another that early on? We all have types, but are these more accurately described as guidelines, and how closely do we even follow these?
I'd like to think I've dated a wide variety of women, spanning the spectrums of wealth, home life, morality, and experience. Perhaps my type right now is just very comfortable for me, since I'm the most used to it. It could also be this type works best for me, since my longest relationships have happened in this style. There's some fine-tuning of the type, for if not, there’d never be any reason for break-up.
This clothing predicament can be easily eliminated by burning all your clothes upon termination of a relationship. Go naked until you find someone new, and have them pick out your entire wardrobe (it’s both practical and cost-efficient.) Rinse and repeat if necessary.
(Siete meses con Nicole, yendo en fuerte.)
Now, your ex liked this one shirt/outfit/whatever of yours. Hey, they may still like it on you, but it really doesn’t matter, because you’re with someone new now. (Shame on you for thinking such things.) Only thing is, the newbie likes it on you just as much. You have a bunch of clothes of roughly the same color, fit, and caliber, but they pick out the one your ex used to like. “I like it on you; you look good in it.”
Maybe they like the same shows and the same music as your ex. They both collect stamps and old pictures of Burt Reynolds. You might not have known this when you were first interested in them, you might not have even known this when you first started going out, but similarities begin to accumulate. The two aren’t anywhere near clones, but it just gets a bit eerie when your new love phrases something the same way your ex did (or would have).
You wonder “Is this me…or is it them?” Perhaps your eyes flash when they mention the shirt, so they think, even subconsciously, that you like that shirt and therefore they like the shirt. It could be the simple fact that you really do look better in said outfit than all your others. But maybe you’re just picking out girl after girl cut from the same tree. Sure, one’s a 2 x 4 and another’s a sheet of plywood, both have their own distinct grain and knots, but in the end they’re both pine and they both are from the same forest, same area, and same organism.
The rebounds are never the same kind of wood, or else you probably wouldn’t have given up the original. Is it the wood, or is it the one “choosing” the wood? Who’s going to remember how everyone acted during the courting period? Is one so different from another that early on? We all have types, but are these more accurately described as guidelines, and how closely do we even follow these?
I'd like to think I've dated a wide variety of women, spanning the spectrums of wealth, home life, morality, and experience. Perhaps my type right now is just very comfortable for me, since I'm the most used to it. It could also be this type works best for me, since my longest relationships have happened in this style. There's some fine-tuning of the type, for if not, there’d never be any reason for break-up.
This clothing predicament can be easily eliminated by burning all your clothes upon termination of a relationship. Go naked until you find someone new, and have them pick out your entire wardrobe (it’s both practical and cost-efficient.) Rinse and repeat if necessary.
(Siete meses con Nicole, yendo en fuerte.)