Has it really been half a year since I wrote a blog. How sad is that and how honest to my life is that? I mean I can't seem to nail down any one thing I love to do. I want to podcast every minute, but do I have enough in me to do something like that? In between those pod-casting minutes I want to write and finish my novel. I can do these things but I tend to let the good things in my life get away from me because it really is too hard to be happy sometimes. At least that is what I tell myself.
So here I am on my summer vacation. Sitting on my couch just before midnight thinking "should I just keep watching YouTube videos all night or should I do something today?" Well the answer to the question is this blog post. I am here to talk about a topic that runs screaming through my mind every day; coupling.
So we, as human beings, love to couple. From the moment we are able to understand the urges that make our hands sweaty around pretty strangers, we desire something much more than a mate. A mate is something that scientist use to explain why it is that we couple. They think that we are only here to procreate and move on. Linking us to other mammals make it easier to make sense of these types of things. They also cause so many other problems. Well my first question to anyone reading this is "What is love?" and if in your head you heard "baby don't hurt me" you win.
Is love just a feeling we, humans, created to explain the funny feelings we get when we are attracted to someone else? Is it really just chemicals in the brain that drive certain synapses to fire and move us? Or is it the universe, god, or something else?
I have no real answer to that question and I won't even try to wax philosophical about it, but I have to say this, it doesn't matter how or why, it just happens. Building from my personal experiences love is something unexplainable. It crops up when you want nothing more than to forget it even exists. It causes people to take and create life. When you want it to work in your favor it will take the rug you are standing on and fold you into it and hit you with baseball bats like some kind of mob boss. We all know this and we all have had broken hearts but yet we forge on.
When I walk through the supermarket and see couples talking, fighting, laughing, and ignoring each other I wonder how it came to this. How did these people come to love each other. I wonder if that love will last and if it will hold them above the shards of infected glass that seem to be all around us. I have seen a lot of sides of love and been on its good and bad sides. Divorce does not define the love the people once shared. Love doesn't see sex or creed. It does whatever the hell it wants without care. It is a driving force that no one can control and that scares the hell out of me.
So I guess what it all comes down to through this rant of nothingness is, why do we couple? I know that I hate being alone, I mean I am OK alone but why should I waste all of these awful puns on the seat cushion next to me instead of a person? I think people just have this longing in them to share their awesomeness with someone else they feel is adequate enough to bask in it with. This force, be it love or something else, drives us and carries us into each other arms, whether we like it or not. We have no idea how to not couple and we have no idea how to let love not have all the power. I just hope that eventually it all makes a little more sense so that I can just be happy with the person I choose to share my awesomeness with.
So here I am on my summer vacation. Sitting on my couch just before midnight thinking "should I just keep watching YouTube videos all night or should I do something today?" Well the answer to the question is this blog post. I am here to talk about a topic that runs screaming through my mind every day; coupling.
So we, as human beings, love to couple. From the moment we are able to understand the urges that make our hands sweaty around pretty strangers, we desire something much more than a mate. A mate is something that scientist use to explain why it is that we couple. They think that we are only here to procreate and move on. Linking us to other mammals make it easier to make sense of these types of things. They also cause so many other problems. Well my first question to anyone reading this is "What is love?" and if in your head you heard "baby don't hurt me" you win.
Is love just a feeling we, humans, created to explain the funny feelings we get when we are attracted to someone else? Is it really just chemicals in the brain that drive certain synapses to fire and move us? Or is it the universe, god, or something else?
I have no real answer to that question and I won't even try to wax philosophical about it, but I have to say this, it doesn't matter how or why, it just happens. Building from my personal experiences love is something unexplainable. It crops up when you want nothing more than to forget it even exists. It causes people to take and create life. When you want it to work in your favor it will take the rug you are standing on and fold you into it and hit you with baseball bats like some kind of mob boss. We all know this and we all have had broken hearts but yet we forge on.
When I walk through the supermarket and see couples talking, fighting, laughing, and ignoring each other I wonder how it came to this. How did these people come to love each other. I wonder if that love will last and if it will hold them above the shards of infected glass that seem to be all around us. I have seen a lot of sides of love and been on its good and bad sides. Divorce does not define the love the people once shared. Love doesn't see sex or creed. It does whatever the hell it wants without care. It is a driving force that no one can control and that scares the hell out of me.
So I guess what it all comes down to through this rant of nothingness is, why do we couple? I know that I hate being alone, I mean I am OK alone but why should I waste all of these awful puns on the seat cushion next to me instead of a person? I think people just have this longing in them to share their awesomeness with someone else they feel is adequate enough to bask in it with. This force, be it love or something else, drives us and carries us into each other arms, whether we like it or not. We have no idea how to not couple and we have no idea how to let love not have all the power. I just hope that eventually it all makes a little more sense so that I can just be happy with the person I choose to share my awesomeness with.