Misty Water Coloured Memories

Miss here,

Somebody asked me a question the other day and it has been niggling at me -

‘Before we started getting ourselves into relationships what did we think about?’

And since someone asked me this question, it has become really apparent how long I do spend thinking about my love life. And I don’t even have a love life. So how long do people who have love lives spend thinking about them?!

If you like someone, or love them, then they will be one of the first things you think about when you wake up. When in the shower you will probably be thinking either how much you don’t want to go to work or (more likely) how much you would like to be having sex with that person in the shower.

When on the way to work you will probably be listening to music, thinking about them.

If you’re job is as tedious and boring as mine, you will probably think about relationships to get you through the monotonous day.

When you talk to people you ask about their romantic lives (although I’m with Bridget Jones in thinking this is very rude).

When you’re with your friends you give them an update on a drama or, if you’re lucky, how future plans are going.

When drunk, you rant and rave, maybe cry and sing really depressing songs. You have your phone taken off you (just me?) and then get really defiant. You will often hear an ‘Aaaah fuck it, they’ll be worse than me. Just wait, she/ he will be back. They never had it so fucking good’ being slurred at your local pub circa 12:00am.

I have been awake a grand total of 5 hours and I will say that, approximately, 70% of that time has been taken up with thinking/ daydreaming about relationships. What might happen? What went wrong with previous ones? Other people I like? Bad things I can do. Good things I can do. What attitude I should adopt. And I can do all this whilst almost fully functioning on other tasks.

Now, what the hell did I fill my head with before I hit puberty?? In between going to school, watching TV and playing computer games there must have been periods when I wasn’t entertained. Did I just sit there staring, dribbling down my chin and thinking about a smoking monkey bashing symbols?

Nowadays, my conversations revolve around work, relationships and my childhood; which I clearly don’t remember very well. And now I have mentioned it, see how much you begin to spot it too. Let’s start a revolution...let’s have lobotomies and learn to think freely again!