F.I.T.H. (Working Title)

Again, another note posted up top: This is missing the first page; it's the intro to a book I was writing on relationships while I was in college. I got 40 pages into it, then... dunno. I'll post it in installments. I seem to like Capitalizing Major Ideas. earthwulf




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Topic: Wonder Years - College

[[missing first page, this is where it picks up]]…relationship you will eventually have to use the same bathroom at the same time, and this may well lead to a seat-up/seat-down debate in which there can be no winner.

“Of course you should leave the seat down, because women tend to sit 100% of the time, while half of a man’s excremental system requires that they squat. In all, that’s about 75% of the time the seat should be down. And don’t give me the old male-dominated household stuff, ‘cause if you add up all the time you spend pissing, it all adds up to one crap.”

This is not a laughing matter to some folks – that is an actual argument used by a near and dear friend of mine. But I digress. This is yet another assay into the realm of the Relationship, that Time proven quagmire of ambiguity that seems to suck at the heels of many of us at some point during our flash-in-the-pan existences.

Why is it that we place so much need into this acceptance by others? Granted that not all people absolutely need a relationship to keep them happy; I’ll even go out on a limb and say that we can all find some form of happiness without one. There are also those rare, non-dysfunctional people – wait, strike that, dysfunctional people get a bad rap – all those hyperfunctional people who can be totally self-fulfilled without any appreciation whatsoever from anyone at all except themselves. Those bastards.

It seems idealistic and silly to me.

Personally, I like people, and I like to be liked, and I like to be recognized in some way, shape or form, even in the most minor manner. There are many of us out there, and it’s time we come out from under our rocks and admit that the Relationship is what we look for, and It can help to keep us happy.

There is Romance and Love within the Relationship, as well as Communication and Snuggling. On the other hand, a relationship can have all of these things, yet all without the capital letters. A relationship as opposed to The Relationship – the one is a path to the other, and we can deem ourselves very lucky if the one is equal to the other.

Why is it, though, that many of us find that the Other who we will know will be absolutely Perfect for us in every way imaginable, yet that other stares at us as if we had a snake protruding from our eyeball while muttering the dreaded phrase “Just Friends.”

And you know – know- they won’t back it up.

You know about it, you’ve been on both sides of the fence, and you tear your hair out just thinking about it. When was the last time you actually tried to get in contact with Ms. or Mr. Just Friend, then make a serious effort to try to do something with them – and I mean other than being horny and wanting some quick action? Given that it happens once in a Blue Moon, or perhaps in a movie plot, but in reality, it just doesn’t happen that often. You think about calling them, then think “Oh, wait, I’ve really got to change the oil in my bikes, um, ball-bearings…” And a couple of months later, when you really, really mean to do it: “Yeah, I’ll give ‘em a call – but I’ve got to check on my muffler-filter.”

The intentions are there, but the motivation is about as solid as the snow beneath that signature you just signed with your urine. Your contacting them is about as likely as finding that signature the day after a blizzard.

So off we go into the wonderful world of the Relationship. Generalizations will be included, free of charge.