Serial daters, serial monogamists, serial (fill in the blank)...
It never dawned on me, perhaps I've said it before, if not then it's been on my mind. It has to do with the lies we tell ourselves. The lies that I have heard. Maybe even told myself. I know so many people looking for love. They are in love with falling in love. Then they love the feeling of abandon and impatience to see that new love of their life. Then when they're tired they break-up and look for the next experience.
We should clearly articulate what it is we want from others. I myself, well, I think I do that. It sometimes even works. I sometimes offend. I sometimes scare. All in all, I'm true to me.
