Let’s talk about you and me, Baby.
Remember elementary school? Remember when you liked someone and thought that they would make a good friend, so you walked up to them and said, “Be my friend?”
Those were great days. I miss not having to play games, betting time and energy, rolling dodecahedrons and hoping for a run of a specific three, four, or five number sequence. And I know that if I miss on one roll, it is over. No do-overs. But either I play the game or sit back and watch the big winners revel in their wealth, unintentionally taunting and teasing with their laughter.
My addiction is revealed as a gut feeling, a simple attraction. In the end, it boils down to nothing more than a desire to be closer to that person. It is not that I want anything specific. Even if I did want something specific, after I finally received that, I would be bored and would want to move on. No, I do not look for any thing, just anything more.
Of course, it is not just me. It is all of us. It is hardwired into us as humans to desire deeper relationships with other people. Whether by natural selection, divine design, or any other force, we all are absolutely attracted to other people. Some say that this is to ensure that we form partnerships and families. I disagree. If it is, why do we experience this all of our lives, not just in the times that it matters. Not only that, but there could certainly be much more efficient ways to ensure that than the vague and often hidden mysteries that plague us.
So am I after exclusive rights to these people? No. Am I looking for sex? No. Am I looking for acceptance, family, what? All I am looking for is deeper relationships. That is all. That is where it started in the Garden. That is where it ends in the Resurrection. Why not get back to it now?
Because they will not let me. I have to play the damn game. If you never play, you can never win. And let’s face it; I’m no player.