Can’t Be Friends
Can (straight) men and women every really be just “friends,” or are they simply fooling themselves (or others)? How about those who used to be in a relationship with each other — is it really possible to move past the physical and emotional attraction they once had, or are those feelings always there, lurking beneath the surface (on one side, at least)?
People can put any spin they want on it, but at the end of the day, much the way we act toward and interact with others basically boils down to one thing: mating and reproduction.
If men were given only one choice, would they select a partner with a nice face and an ugly body, or the opposite? If they could only choose between an airhead with a great sense of humor or a brilliant partner who wasn’t funny at all, what would they do? Finally, if they could only have five years of fabulous fun or 30 years of an OK relationship, which would they prefer?
What is Love?
What makes us fall in love? Is it just a reaction to what we see, or feel, or touch, or smell? Is it based on memories we have of something that once made us feel good? Is it because the object of our desire reminds us of a parent or somebody else in our lives? Is it a combination?