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ani-littlex

No babies were conceived in the posting of this entry…

I had a nice discussion about marriage today. I thought I would share it with the class. That will be a bit later.

So today was a mentally slow day for me. I am not sure the exact reason for it. I simply know (am confident with) that no one event would cause it. I mean, it is not bad enough to note depression.

Speaking of slow, I notice that my chess game is not what it is use to. I make a lot of uncalled for mistakes. I remember being a lot better at chess than that. I am not sure if it is the computer three dimensional view or what. Maybe my brain is just getting to that point where it starts to function down, as opposed to up.

I also still have a bug. So anyway with the marriage thing. The discussion came when I talked about someone wanting a break from his wife. I was, of course, just making a joke as to the reason someone would be “happy” to tromp in the snow well into the late parts of the night. Well, since that got challenged, I decided to prove a point here, because of course it was contested by a "happily married woman". Fair enough, however, you can be a happy wife without having to defend such a position, and here is my point on the matter.

I started with the usual "would you eat your favorite food for 20+ years straight and not want a break?". That, of course, falls into the having something else for diner (adultery) which is not what my point was to be about, because I am certain that some people can go 50+ years without switching courses. Do I feel that they will not ever mentally stray? Another story out of the scope of this writing. My brain was able to come to the superior choice in metaphor; children. Us parents love our children, right? Of course we do. If we did not, we would have duct taped them to whatever wall or closet and have been done with it by now. It does not mean, however, that we do not long a break at some point. I have seen Jarin every single day since he was born, minus one family death. Jen has seen Jarin every day since his birth minus one family outing on my side. Ask Jen if she wants to be attached to Jarin 24 hours a day. Better yet, don't, because I can do that for you and her /smile . Does it means that she loves him any less? Heck no. She loves him more than she loves anyone else (on Earth, anything beyond that would be out of the bounds of my understanding, and again, the scope of this writing).

So swinging back to point, it is important that no matter how mad(d)ly in love two human beings are, there comes a point you would benefit from taking a break from them. I remember being at a wedding to a friend (that turned to divorce for reasons that are... oh you get the point). The pastor made a comment about taking time apart from each other. I think as a couple, we feel that if we do not take a break, we are saying we do not love you as much as we could or should. I learned from psychology that "should" is a word that "should" be thrown out. Well, the point remains, no couple is a bad couple for wanting to take a break from the other. It is healthy, and quiet frankly, the way humans were programmed, and it matter not if you are a believing in God or Darwin (yes my "friend" you get lower case), either "programmer" of life will break it down on this theory, that time away is a good thing for any relationship. The term "distance makes the heart grow fungus" coins this up almost without all these other long and drawn out sentences that I am using. Well, the correct form at least does. The way I see it, when you take a break from someone, then they are not there, and you are not there, and something in the brain is forced to see, "this is what it is like to not have you around." Some brains, in the terms of a relationship, might go, "and dear word, what if this was permanent?" Thus, the appreciation of the other human is complete. Well, not complete, however once again, for the scope of this entry...

Hmm, I feel better. Not sure the reason, however, I do.
ani-madd faces

Shit

Well, it was a good run, however I finally FUBAR my attempt to maintain consistency. I think this is where Mr Burke would give me an F and tell me to go F myself. Hmm... no wait, I do not remember that class being that way.

Oh well... I am not going to let the mentality of this slip get to me and defeat the otherwise super purpose of coming back to this medium that I first realized so long ago. Besides, I have one whole person who is happy to see me writing again, and I would not want to let him down, no matter how drunk and sorry he could manage to be in a minute. Oh those funny Germans :D

So I think the bug is stuck where it is. I am projecting, and hoping, for no runny nose because those really bother me. It is bad enough that Boogers™ is living up to his name. Having to do it for my own self. Well, it makes me wish that I was three again. At least I think so. I really cannot remember age three very well. Add to that about 29 other years, of course. I have some mental ramblings that I started a little over a week (maybe two?) ago that I would really like to finish. There is much happiness in completing my thoughts... hmmm good thing that is not all that makes happiness or I would have very little happiness as I tend to put things off a lot.

Quick game of chess? Ug... lost again.