At the end of the day it all comes down to a tug of war between sense and emotions. And I'm not talking about the pink-tinged fluff of teenage love-affairs when you fall in love with every second man who you have a twenty minute conversation. I'm talking about something adult, more integral, deeper (if-you-will) and essential for any relationship to move forward. How can anyone make a genuine commitment without any feelings involved? If I don't care about you, how can I pledge to a lifetime of you? And, since adultery is a definite no-no, only you?
And yet, every so now and then I give in to the temptation to take the easy way out and just succumb to a match made by those-who-know-better.
Life, my loves, is so very-very bizarre.