time is something i just don't grasp. it's a bizarre concept. the thing that baffles me the most is that everything takes time. no other part of the day am i as keenly aware of this is in the morning when i'm getting ready for work. every second counts. usually because i waste large amounts of time picking at my face or plucking my eyebrows, and the next thing i know 15 minutes have past. sometimes i wish time would just sit still as i lie collapsed on my futon love seat – face plowed into the cushion with my bum in the air. but the seconds keep passing.
today i witnessed a domestic dispute on the sidewalk across from my house. i tried to pretend that i was still reading, but i was really smirking and eavesdropping. as he yelled at her that they weren't "dating no more" and she tried to calm him by reaching out to his shirtless body, i wanted to call out to them "you know.... you two are clearly wrong for each other, and it would be best if you just let him go". i believe in the sanctity of marriage. i find it completely devastating when i hear of married couples splitting up. i wonder if in this day and age people don't respect marriage, or perhaps don't fully grasp it's entirety. or maybe they put MARRIAGE itself up on a pedestal so highly that they like the idea of being married more than the person they're marrying. i wonder if people are just blind to the reality of they're relationship and think things will get better after they're married. maybe they're like the couple on york street today, and don't realize that fighting is not healthy, everyone has disagreements, but full-on fights on a regular basis is bad. i wish this culture didn't glorify the tradition of marriage so much, but instead respected the union. and that more people would use a stricter screening method. i'm pretty sure the divorce rate would drastically diminish if there wasn't so much social pressure, it feels as though it's more acceptable to be divorce than it is to be "single – never married". i wish sometimes people would throw yay!-you-DIDN'T-marry-the-wrong-man showers, because that's a pretty awesome and worthy of celebration.
i'm happy to say i've almost recovered from my buyers guilt.
that's alright, i just watch i don't go inside.
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whole-hearted agreement from this corner.
And from this one.
Congrats, Les, for not having married the wrong man!
same to you! :)
i'm so thankful for like-minded friends.
I had a friend that contended that getting a divorce should be easier and that this wouldn't be a problem if we made getting married much, much more difficult. Maybe the entrance exam should be more difficult.
that's actually an excellent point bob. i'm not sure if there's any prerequisites at all for getting married. but for a divorce you have to be separated for a period of time and you have to have grounds for divorce. imagine having grounds for marriage?? that's a very interesting concept. and a minimum length of time for dating, and a minimum number of previous break-ups (limited to one, or perhaps two if the break-ups happened far apart with a significant time between reunions).
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