A question of conscious
I can remember when it was so hard to think for myself but so easy to pen down whatever I thought. Now it seems as thought internally I have so muched figured out....but have no way of writing it down or even speaking it.
This is a thought I've had:
I think everyone would be happier in love if the entire world didn't treat love like a game of lets make a deal. (It's like in the movie Closer.) People who have something spectacular still feel the need to jeopardize it for the chance at something better. And more often than not, those greedy eough to wager something like their own heart and others always end up with the oversized bicycle or the jackass. It would be easy to blame books and movies for tricking us into the belief of some sort of perfection, but its probably more true to blame ourselves for being so easily captivated and tricked. When did it become the trend, as an entire race of people, to be so greedy and desperate with love? When did it become okay to fall in love while already in love? If ever a book or movie romanticized that notion then it is at fault. And since when did the falling in of love begin to coincide with the dropping of a hat? When did it begin succeeding first and second dates, first and second months even? When did it become proper to tell everyone you mildly care for, "love ya"? Since when did we all start cofusing caring or liking with love so easily? Have we reduced the term love to what used to be merely infatuation?
And if so, what may I ask, will be the new love?