Ah, what could represent our hearts better than a scenic picture of an abandoned silver mine? If you answered “nothing”, you’re correct.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the idea of “falling” in love and how it gets harder the older I get. I remember back in high school, it was spontaneous, crazy, intense, and rich with feeling.
I told her how much I needed her. She told me how much she needed me. Nicknames. Cooing. The hand holding. Ugh. Makes me want to puke. But, I miss the days when feelings and affection flowed freely between two individuals.
Now, I’m much more… risk adverse. Love has become a lot less spontaneous and a lot more calculated.
Will our socioeconomic backgrounds harmonize?
How do our political and educational backgrounds mesh?
What are her spending habits like?
Do I like the way she uses her fork to eat?
It is now much more difficult than determining whether the girl I liked was “hot.”
But why does that happen? And in the process of trying to take control in our romantic lives, do we actually lose our ability to feel joy and affection?
For me personally, I employ certain tactics or strategies in dating to try and produce a certain outcome. But, I’ve realized that perhaps those tactics and strategies give me an excuse out, something to blame other than my own shortcomings.
What about you? Have you noticed a similar trend in your own life or the lives of those around you?