I'm sorry 2004
Good memories don't stick like the bad ones do. When a New Year approaches, no matter how elated I may be of my current state, I can't help but think about all the terrible things that could and inevitably will happen this year. Without cynicism, I try to be realistic and consider all the bad, heart-breaking, soul-scraping things that have happened in the past year. A good memory is like a large bruise, the bad ones like scars as we're never able to really shake that stuff off unlike positive thoughts which come and go as life happens. Never is this human trait more apparent than in relationships;
"Oh goodness! Billy cheated on my years ago, so that means there is something intrinsically wrong with me and thus Johnny will surely do the same!"
or
"Jill made me unhappy and dull and mean and therefore that is what sharing my life with somebody will do in each case."
Never is it:
"I really feel good about myself when I care for somebody else."
or even: "Better luck next time!"
Then again, this, as everything else, is a shade of gray. Equally frustrating are those people out there who fall deeply in love way too easily and seem never to be single or relish being alone. And by alone I do not mean single, but alone-alone. Sometimes it's good to be just a little asexual, yet I've known people (more than you'd think!) who have always been in serious relationships! And they would go from one person to the next saying the same stuff:
"Yeah, I dumped Portia last week. Man, what was I thinking!? Why didn't you tell me? She was ugly, anyway - her ass looked like a fruit bat's head. I can't believe I wasted 8 months with her. Oh well, all is well; I got Cathy now. What a Scottie 2 Hottie!"
8 months and you can't figure that shit out? Hell, I don't believe in love at first sight, but I do believe in "I wouldn't fuck her with YOUR dick" at first sight. Geez.
Alex
"Oh goodness! Billy cheated on my years ago, so that means there is something intrinsically wrong with me and thus Johnny will surely do the same!"
or
"Jill made me unhappy and dull and mean and therefore that is what sharing my life with somebody will do in each case."
Never is it:
"I really feel good about myself when I care for somebody else."
or even: "Better luck next time!"
Then again, this, as everything else, is a shade of gray. Equally frustrating are those people out there who fall deeply in love way too easily and seem never to be single or relish being alone. And by alone I do not mean single, but alone-alone. Sometimes it's good to be just a little asexual, yet I've known people (more than you'd think!) who have always been in serious relationships! And they would go from one person to the next saying the same stuff:
"Yeah, I dumped Portia last week. Man, what was I thinking!? Why didn't you tell me? She was ugly, anyway - her ass looked like a fruit bat's head. I can't believe I wasted 8 months with her. Oh well, all is well; I got Cathy now. What a Scottie 2 Hottie!"
8 months and you can't figure that shit out? Hell, I don't believe in love at first sight, but I do believe in "I wouldn't fuck her with YOUR dick" at first sight. Geez.
Alex