its amazing how fucked up the whole concept of love is. This undying force that makes a phsical dependance on another, makes you feel like you need a person when they can do you no more good or evil without them. And yet, we search for it. Us as the human race centers around the search for another, someone to love. Its not the need to reproduce either, there is many alternatives to reproduction rather then falling in love and then having sex. And we have proved today that it is very possible to raise a child in a single family household. So why do we,as a spieces, look for fullness in a partner. Why do we try to find another person and let this disease spread even further, and then reproduce and spread the knowledge of this disease to them. Although, with everything there is a good side. We feel fullfillment, joy, and a sense of nirvana. Let me stop myself there, maybe that is why we search for something so descructive. The search for nirvana has sent many people on horrible and stupid paths with no prevail. The media has showered us with the idea that in order for us to reach nirvana we need to find our signifigant other. Although I may sound as if I am totaly against love and all it is about, im not. I am in a very lovly relationship with someone that I would like to spend the rest of my life with. I am writing this because today, I felt the side effects of being in love. I went from being happy-go-lucky because spending my day(6 hours) with a good friend of mine to depressed because I found out that I wont see my love for another 4 days. Now, I plead to all of you, I am already obvisouly infected with this henious disease. But before you think about asking that guy out, or picking up that girl at the bar, just remember what I said. Love may be a wonderfull thing, but it also causes an amount of pain that unless you are willing to put up with it, probably isn't worth it.