This is the Wonder Years' fault...again.
Man, whatever happened to love? So much of what I hear about relationships today seems to be about surviving - breeding and putting up with each other. Everything seems to be about settling and sex. Good sex is good, I guess, but it's not love. Whatever happened to holding one another for hours at night; into the wee hours of the morning; desperately sleepy but unwilling to surrender your time with that person to the abandon of unconsciousness? Whatever happened to wanting every minute to count; where sleep meant wasting time you could be spending with him/her? What about rehashing memories shared over years of history, and folding into the comfort of a set of familiar arms? Maybe people are doing this and the media's just not talking about it. I see more movies these days about new relationships; relationships formed with strangers that happen spontaneously, but somehow things just "click." I guess probably this says something about society. The way we're more mobile now. You have to pick up new relationships because the people that you might have been in relationships with once, back at home (wherever that is), are gone. Maybe you're gone, and that's why you can't have that sort of thing. Picked up and moved to Arizona, Wisconsin, Indiana, Ireland. The world's become so globalized that you have to have a different sort of social skill, almost. You can't rely on playground stories to carry you through conversations with your peers, because none of you was on the same playground. Maybe in a way it hinders intimacy. It's hard to form a strong, fast bond between people with less time. But then, there are some people you keep up with, regardless of distance, and the relationship stays as strong as ever. Who knows, I guess.