An Excess of Relationship

Relationships. I do suppose they are an appropriate first thing to blog about. Or not. I’ve had many a relationship thought in my head, so I guess it’s time to let it out. First, allow me to point out that human beings seem to be the only species on this planet that like to complicate relationships. Most species just have sex. Others mate for life. But humans seem to be the only species that court each other and make things extremely complicated in the process. Like, really complicated.

Sometimes, I stop and think about men and women when it comes to relationships. It causes me great brain aches. For one, you have societal pressures and norms that make it seem like men and women have to fulfill certain roles in a relationship. What happens if you aren’t comfortable with that role? What if you aren’t the strong, assertive, burly man who takes charge in the relationship? What if you aren’t the loving, caring, delicate and dainty woman who waits for her Prince Charming every day? You’re going to feel a bit out of place, aren’t you? This, however, doesn’t hold a candle to who knows what is going on in the minds of those who are involved in same-sex relationships. I’ve come to understand that if a relationship is ever going to work, you’re going to have to forget society and the media and their definition of romance and love. I believe that if you go by their definitions, you are going to end up disappointed. In fact, romance and love cannot be defined one way. These are things which vary person to person and across cultures.

So back to relationships. Human beings seem crazy when it comes to this. Relationships can change a person. Love changes a person. But you also have exes. These are the people who are no longer part of a relationship and probably didn’t fit with a certain person. Why, then, are these people so crazy?  Most people can accept that a relationship is over, but what is the deal with those who cannot? Why must there be those delusional wackos who can’t seem to accept that the relationship they were in is done? This wouldn’t be a big problem if it weren’t for the fact that hanging on to the relationship prevents it from fully ending. Dragging out a bad relationship seems to benefit no one. And human beings seem the only species capable of doing this. Apparently, when we evolved bigger brains, we also evolved the ability to act in very confusing ways.

So there you have it. My thoughts on relationships. They are pretty weird. They are certainly not a cheesecake walk. They don’t even make any sense sometimes. It’d probably be better if we were all pigeons. Pigeons don’t have to worry about finding love. 

Answering Why

Every now and then, there comes a time when you simply realize that all the thoughts in your head are just overflowing. This can be thought of in relation to a toilet. The problem here is that your brain isn’t a toilet. You can’t just flush it without destroying useful information such as who your parents are, how many songs Steve Perry made with Journey, and how to actually flush a toilet. So what do you do when thousands of thoughts occupy your mind with nothing to do?

You write a blog. But not just any blog. You write a blog specifically devoted to the various thoughts and ideas that are clouding your mind. So that’s what I’m doing here. Why am I doing this? Why am I writing a blog when there are already millions of nonsense blogs in the world? I don’t know. My blog isn’t the first blog that will be strange and creepy and odd and full of cheesecake references. But maybe I don’t want it to be. I’m not trying to be innovating or capture an audience. I’m just trying to talk about nothing really. Perhaps I will come up with a truly awesome idea, and I will write it down, and someone else will see that idea and be inspired. Or not. I can’t predict the future.

So let’s metaphorically toast to a new blog and everything that comes with it. Also, don’t forget your seat belt. It’s going to be a wild ride, and I don’t want to responsible for any injuries that occur along the way.