'eva's cafe' inspired thoughts

okay, so lately i've been thinking a lot about love.

(haven't we all.)

not my own love but just the concept of love. you know, from an anthropological standpoint, the idea of love and how it occurs in people.

i did a lot of 'couple stalking' (which is like people watching, but weirder) this weekend in the city. i saw people who i would think would be... 'over' or 'above' love, being in love!

i watched two gangster-thugs make small chat while holding their women's purses and pretending to care whether or not "this dress shows too much ass."

i watched a tatted, gadged biker man tenderly kiss his girl when they met for brunch, and listen and chime in on stories about her day. (why is it so hard to find people who chime in on things? i'm not talking to you for my HEALTH here, is how i feel about it.)

and it just makes me wonder how people find themselves susceptible to such a fickle emotion.

and what's more, how do people go about it so cavalierly?!

in order to be in love, i feel like conditions have to be just right. both people have to be receptive to affection, open to trust and commitment, dedicated to respectful communication, etc etc etc. which, one would think is just the rarest thing for two compatible souls in the right place for love to find each other.

i've only been in love once. like real, true, head over heels, do anything for you, perfect for each other, i can tell you anything love. just once. and now we're not in love and he's actually in love with and engaged to someone else, which i find to be perfectly okay, but i mean.

some people fall in love a dozen times by age 21.


and i just want to know HOW?

anyway, if there's one thing i learned while couple-stalking and shopping around it's that the only thing i want for in life is a flattering, comfortable, long-er-ish chambray dress. is that so hard to ask??