Long live the i-World.
The, i-want, i-get, i-reality shows, i-need, i-deserve. Me, Me, Me.. It’s all about ME!
i-match, i-fish – i-date… it’s insane.
It sickens me. People treat each other like little kids did with trading sports cards or marbles.
Got it, need it, want it, got it, trade it.
Our fast-paced lives have included fast-paced affairs, one after the other peppered into our lives like ticked off calendar days hanging on our walls.
Monday date with this person – ‘tick’…Wednesday date with that person – ‘tick’.
There is no love it seems and whenever I bring up the subject I get some fanciful, long-winded speech to which the end result is always the question: Do we really even know what love is??
Of course we do. We’ve just forgotten where are hearts are because we live in this ridiculously over stimulated environment and we are completely lost in it. We no longer ‘think’ for ourselves so why do I get so bewildered when we can no longer love for ourselves, either?
I just may be the last diehard romantic person on the planet who is still capable of falling in and being in…love.
Maybe they’ll ask me to do a reality show on it.