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Today, I am thankful for Dopamine and Serotonin.
 
 
Psychologist, Arthur Arun, once said that it only takes 34 minutes for two people to fall in love. 
 
Yep.....
 
 
If you spend about a half of an hour spilling intimate details of your private life with someone you barely know, followed by four minutes of staring deeply into their eyes, you will both fall in love. 
 
 
Knowing this, I try to avoid eye contact at all costs. 
 
 
I did this when my high school sweetheart came back....thrice. 
 
I still love him.  I drive him insane.  It's best he not look into my eyes. 
 
I love him enough to avoid driving him insane again.  Last time, he turned to drugs when we started having relationship trouble.  I'm NOT going to create that situation ever again. 
 
Do you know what happened? 
 
As much as I tried to avoid it, there is someone else.   
 
He is supposed to be a friend. 
 
That's it. 
 
He is supposed to be a friend. 
 
But, we've been spending a lot of time together due to the current political climate and upcoming election. 
 
I try so darn very hard not to look in his eyes. 
 
It still isn't working. 
 
I'm thinking of him too much. 
 
Drat.....
 
I'm smiling too much. 
 
I'm feeling so much love. 
 
I'm freakin' glowing. 
 
People say I look happy. 
 
Oh....heck no....I'm not going to let this happen. 
 
Do you know why? 
 
This guy is sweet. 
 
He is very beautiful. 
 
He is generous. 
 
He likes the same things I do. 
 
We are a political match.  He likes books.  He likes hiking.  He likes biking.  He likes comedies. 
 
We both have artistic daughters who like to do the same things. 
 
And the best part, he's essentially drama free. 
 
I love that in a man. 
 
No drama.....what a wonderful thing. 
 
But....when I am around him....I tend to get stupid and talkative. 
 
He doesn't freak out about it. 
 
He doesn't hit things. 
 
He just sits there calmly and tries to communicate with me by using reflective listening. 
 
So, you say you want to go south yet you are walking north.   Where are you trying to go? 
 
That kind of thing. 
 
I'm so hyper around him that I think my energy drains him. 
 
For his own benefit....
 
I will NOT look into his eyes. 
 
Nope....nada....no go. 
 
It is NOT going to happen. 
 
My daughter met him.  She likes him. 
 
Oh, goodness...no.  This can't happen. 
 
I've got to change my routine. 
 
That's it. 
 
I've got to avoid my friend at all costs now. 
 
Yep....
 
If it were not for those hormones that make me feel pretty,
 
those hormones that make me feel happy,
 
those hormones that actually make me want to be decent and kind and not want to strangle all the idiots in the world.....
 
if it were not for those hormones, I would not know that I was falling in love. 
 
And I wouldn't know to run away. 
 
That poor, poor man. 
 
Thank goodness it's unrequited.  We could've had a big mess on our hands. 
 
Love ya,
 
S. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 



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