Shipwrecks

Once we have loved and lost we are never the same afterwards and there is scar tissue left behind reminding us that we need to protect ourselves from being quite so exposed. If we are wise we will draw lessons from it since it is an arena so steeped in the purely emotional.

We human beings have a spotted history of success with love and there are countless shipwrecks which dot the landscape. In the end even those who stay together hobble along and often count on mutual lived experience as glue to counteract the occasional instinct to flee. Here the mundane requirements of life also act as distraction.

With age there is usually more reticence to being so vulnerable because the memory of the sting does not easily dissipate. If we are brave enough we might tempt fate again and reimmerse ourselves in those waters but this time with more caution and less childlike belief in the concept of the mythical soul mate.

There is no perfect formula however, and those who so value their freedom in the single life, sometimes sit alone mired in deep and lonely thought on a Saturday evening; pining for where the grass is greener.

Welcome to the human race.