Hooked on a feeling

As a follow on from my ‘Modern Day Dating’ post I just kept coming back to the thought, “But what happens next?”

What happens if you, against all odds, and possibly even better judgement, meet someone. Let’s say, you both hangout for a period of time. The conversation of feelings has been had, seems you’re on the same page, also not seeing other people, so that’s a plus!

But then what?

After having this conversation with a few people it suddenly dawned on me; why does it seem everyone needs to rush into something, why is society pushed into the old “what are we?”, or worse still ‘Facebook Official’, like c’mon cut the crap.

I’m somewhat of a simple girl, I don’t need the world to see a Facebook post, or photos together, I don’t need reassurance from a bunch of people I rarely speak to, to fake congratulate me, apparently meaning my life was less full prior to sharing a bed with someone 2-3 nights a week. Others may and I guess that’s fine too, however it all feels so darn silly. Why is spending time together, and having fun not enough? Why is getting a morning message not sufficient to show they care? And why does anyone need to know the context in which I am with someone? Heck, what’s wrong with just getting to know someone, taking the time to enjoy each other’s company and maybe just go from there?

This need to push everything, to categorize, and place in a nicely made box, for others to simply ‘understand’ is complete bullshit.

And look, maybe I’m in the minority here, maybe I’m just not “down” with it enough. But really, what’s wrong with just appreciating someone and not rushing, finding a connection with someone and taking a few months to relish in the excitement of it all?

So I’ll ponder on that, sip my IPA and try to enjoy the little things in life and what certain people bring to it.

Until next time.

Ex