The Pursuit of Cheap, Ecstatic and Fulfilling Love

Recently I've been speaking with many of my friends about first crushes. Although I will not reveal the identity of the crushes and the crushees, I will say that many of them took place between first and third grade and all of them had incredibly perfect first crush names like Nancy Conti, Perry Como, Danielle, Tanner, Gary and Andre Many of the crushees told me that they had loved these individuals because of their blonde hair and blue eyes, their exotic dark skin or their intoxicating scents. Mind you, intoxicating was often defined as orange-cicles, strawberry short cake dresses or "Trix."

And I invite you to consider your first crush. Can you recall that useless hair twisting, nail biting, last name binder drawing dreaming love that made you a giggly wreck and a glittery fool?

Are you justifying your love because they had hair that smelled like cotton candy and looked like gold? Eyes like green and blue Gushers? Are you falling back on the, "made me feel dizzy" or "couldn't stop looking at her over my lunchable" excuse?

Are you shivering or giggling just thinking about him or her?

Well I invite you to consider that maybe you got it.

Maybe you got what many of us are looking for.

Before we started to filling out score cards as soon as they sat down at the bad restaurant chosen by them on your inevitably awful first, and last date. Before they starte failing questions like, "Do you prefer asian girls," "How many degrees do you have?" "How much do you make" "what's your 401K like?"

When sex started being part of the occasion, what was lost?

Maybe a serious relationship is the problem. Not Serious Love.

Nothing was more serious than my love for Mitchell in Arizona. He had a totally sweet Alligator pool raft which I saved him with because home boy couldn't swim. Cause he was four. We were meant to be. There was no conversation or birth control conversations.

Just useless, blind and hysterically content amour.

Look for it. Be less discerning and more adventurous. Fall into it, go nuts.

Maybe you need it.

Maybe that's all you need.

KS

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