This how we date now.

We dont commit now, we dont see the point to, they've always said there are so many fish in the see.
We think intimacy lies in a ''good morning'' text. We say romance is dead, because maybe it is. Maybe romance in our modern age is putting the phone down long enough to look in each others eyes at dinner. Maybe romance is deleting tinder off your phone after an incredible first date with someone. Maybe it's still just there but we dont know what it looks like now.

We're too busy eyeing the mediocre buffet,''choice''. Choice that has been killing us, we think choice means something, we think the more chances we have the better.
But it makes everything watered-down.

Never mind actually feeling satisfied, we dont even understand what satisfaction looks like, sounds like, feels like.
We're one foot out the door, because outside that door is more, more, more.
We dont see who's right in front of our eyes asking to be loved.
We soothe ourselves and distract ourselves and, if we cant even face the demons inside our own brain, how then can we stick something out to love someone even when it's not easy to love them?

We bail, we leave, we see a limitless world in a way that no generation before us has seen.
We can open up a new tab, look at pictures, open up instagram and see the lives of others, the life we could have.
See the places we're not traveling to. See the life we're not living. See the people we're not dating.

We bombard ourselves with stimuli, input, input, input and wonder why we're miserable.
Why we're dissatisfied, why nothing lasts and everything feels a little hopeless because we have no idea how to see our lives for what they are instead of what they aren't.

And, even if we find it, say we find that person we love who loves us. Commitment intimacy ''i love you'' we do it, we find it, then quickly, we live them for others.

We see these other happy, shiny couples, we compare. Choice, culture. The comparison generation, measuring up. Good enough, the best.
Never before have we had such an incredible cornucopia of markers for what it looks like to live the best life possible.
We input, input input and soon find ourselves in despair. We'll never be good enough because what we're trying to measure up to does not exist. Those lives do not exist. Those relationships do not exist.

Yet we cant believe it, we see it with our own eyes . And we want it. And we will make ourselves miserable until we get it.
So, we break up. We break up because we're not good enough, our lives aren't good enough, our relationship isn't good enough. So we break up.

And the cycle starts again from the Genesis.




Until we know that there is nothing like a perfect person we will keep searching and breaking up till theu kingdom come.

Observing..

Good passage