Am I the only one who thinks couples are problematic?
You take two unique individuals, stir well, half bake,
and presto-changeo you have-- a couple. A matched set.
Like that awful Spice Girls song, 'two become one' and
the half that used to be your favorite drinking buddy
is no where to be found on Friday night, or Saturday
night, or anytime
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People look to romance to patch up the cracks in their life
(I almost said to 'fill the holes,' but that's a different
part of it.) The thing is, those cracks are part of us.
Even if they can be patched (and sometimes that's a long
shot at best) maybe they shouldn't be. More importantly,
it's too easy to let the romantic plaster-of-paris slop
over onto other aspects of life; your creative outlets,
your other friends, many of the things that made you
fascinating and charming to begin with. I know I might be a little bitter in my cyclic singledom. (in the sine wave of romance, right now I'm at sin(3pi/2) (hi to all you math geeks out there)) That doesn't explain it all, though; a very coupled friend of mine expressed the same frustration, though she hadn't put it into words before. Once you've setup house with someone, you have to beware of feeling responsible for your partner's constant entertainment.
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So what's left to do? Nothing new. Don't throw away your
old life when embarking on your new. Always be willing to
compromise, but never be willing to give yourself away.
There's a beautiful story about how angels/ souls/ whatever
were divided in two at creation, and how romance is those
two halves trying to come together to make a whole-- Don't believe it for a second.
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