About a week ago, this guy who I’d been hooking up with for about four months and I both finally realized we were getting attached. My crazy single life was at the risk of ending, but as it turns out we wanted to deal with the situation differently: characteristically I wanted us to be exclusive and he wanted us to actively see other people. Nothing good ever comes out of two people wanting different things, so we ended it. More »

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My parents joke that it’s going to be impossible for me to find you because I have such a long list of qualities and expectations for you to fulfill. It starts like this: you should be taller than me, have at least a college education and some kind of ambition, not be politically or religiously dogmatic, have a healthy sense of humor, been in relationships before, and so on. What my parents don’t know though these are all guidelines not rules. The qualities matter for compatibility and attraction reasons, but that’s not all there is to love. More »

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I have always been in love with the concept of love. I suspect it’s a symptom of habitual loneliness and yearning for fulfillment that comes from being an idealistic only-child — the desire for your other half who can make walking the path of life much less of a solitary affair, even if it’s only for a little bit.

This probably also explains why I ended up majoring in English in college - I always voted for literature in the “Who’s the greater genius: Shakespeare or Einstein?” debate. It seemed to me that someone who made it his business to understand and convey the workings of the heart had a much more daunting task before him than any other unsolved mystery mankind has ever known. More »

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