Originally Posted by
Suburbanite
Iryoka14's thread served a painful reminder that compatibility (romantic or otherwise) instincts elude me. My favor is equally distributed among strangers. I'm an animosity socialist.
Almost all my friendships end after two months. They invite me out, take photos with me, increasingly include me in their lives for a month, then begins the slow decline of interest. It fills me with guilt to admit the decline is more interesting than the ascent. Once interest is lost and I'm nothing to gain, I get to see all the ugly honest parts. I suspect those friendships which continue to last are the compatible ones.
Yes, and in small examples, love finds it's way into life's humdrum. Go to a city park and on average I see it twice per hour. Though relationships are easy, relationships of consistent love are made from uncommon materials.