You may have noticed that I'm rather fond of the term "dear friend." This is not without consequence. "Dear" is a word that today has largely lost its meaning. I blame letter-writing courtesy. You write, "Dear Mr. Smith," even if you're writing Mr. Smith to inquire about an order of a pair of pants. Mr. Smith is not "dear" to you at all. You do ( Read more... )

Why do love, attraction, and relationships have to be so complicated?

For every person who finds true love, there is someone who is hurt, someone who is rejected, someone who is jealous, someone who is lonely. Some people will never find anyone, and either must learn to live with that or be miserable. It's a very inefficient system.

Attraction ( Read more... )

Which is the more honorable: to lie to a friend about something petty, in order to spare him or her pain, or to tell the truth no matter what, even though it hurts?

[I wrote this several days ago, and have been waiting for an opportune time to post it.]

Please forgive me if I ramble. I am exhausted, and may not make much sense here. But earlier tonight, I had some musings on the nature of friendship in the online world, with particular regard to that place where the real world and the online world most closely ( Read more... )