Then, YES...I agree with you on that level.

And, no offense, but for those that are cynical to this concept of the humanistic "need" are truly fooling themselves...as they seem to be frequent posters on here...interacting with other humans that are clearly feeding a "need" for them.

Oh, an in getting back on topic...I think all the "nice guys" are at Wally World right now. Heard they are running a Blue Light Special on pocket protectors and a 2-fer on Beanie Weenies tonight.

Again, there are two very distinct differences here, IMHO...

Humanistic and romantical.

Just in my opinion...most folks don't even "get" the difference between the two, or often confuse one for the other.

^^ I agree with her disagreement. If one looks to another to "make them happy"...they will evitably end up eternally miserable. If one is not happy with their aloneness, then they can never appreciate how how another is only there to ENRICH their inner happiness.

I'm a tad confused on how to post here...given I do agree with Cosmo's post that "we all need somebody", but I'm not certain to what degree she is speaking - humanistically or romantically?

Yipeeee! When/where is it? I'll arrive an hour early so I can have first dibs on all your "stuff".

You are so in training here...get stuff, arrange stuff, enjoy stuff...chunk/sell/regift stuff!

It's the American way, yanno?

Thatta girl!!!

Oh, I got a lot of stuff alright...

I just keep "stuffing it" somewhere.

Problem solved!

Get over it!

I'm shy and nervous too...but, prefer to have my "voice" heard rather than hiding behind yet another "screen"...computer or cell phone.

Just do like I do with folks I "call"...pray/hope/wish/pray some more...that you get the voicemail!!

Yes.

I am blessed and very grateful for it.

For those of you who have not heard these words...have you told the man/woman in the mirror.... "I love YOU" today?

Just curious....

CALL!

I think our society has become so "depersonalized"...and everyone states they are "soooo busy...didn't have time to call". Sorry, but if you have time to tippy-type out a moronic text...you have time to call, even if to leave a "personal" voicemail message. Trust me, I will NOT keep you on the line for long, as I hate to talk on the phone and I'm likely busy too. But, please, at least make me feel a little special by saying you mean enough to me to actually TALK to you (or leave a message where you can hear my voice), ok?

Sure, I "text" with a very few in my life...but RARELY, and they all know I HATE to text. And if you choose to text me, please...for the love of God and all that is holy...do NOT use "text speak" with me. In the time it took "you" to text, you could have easily have just called!!!

Agree with a few above, if you are "seeking" your soulmate...add MORE to profile. As it stands, it seems rather vanilla.

Also, just a personal comment...ditch the sunglasses, hon. Looks like you are sporting a VW Bug windshield on your face. Just sayin'...

That's an easy question, and answered with ONE word:

INTERNET!

Unfortunately, I do "get" what he is saying. However, I'll post with you in unison with:

Now, back on true topic:

I wore dirty sweatpants and a pit-stained tee-shirt to an art gallery opening. What was I supposed to do? I came straight from work vs. the 60 mile commute to/from so I could change and freshen up. It was MORE important for me to be "there" in presence and heart for my friend vs. smelling fresh as a daisy on her artistic debute.

SHE understood and was ever so grateful for my support and presence that evening. That's all I cared about that evening.

PS: I really WAS rather "rank" in scent that evening tho...but so what? LOL!

^^ *SNORT*

Spoken like a true seasoned veteran of life thus far.

So, when it breaches above $5 a gallon, just take my hand and let's jump off the cliff with the other lemmings Peccy....

Tooooo-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanda!

I very much digest and understand your point...

However, life IS short. It is simply a relative phrase,and should be treated as "simple" and not over-analyzed.

Ask the 92 year-old man gasping for his last breath what he wishes for: One more day.

Ask the 9 year-old child dying of leukemia what he wishes for: A double-dipped chocolate ice cream cone.

What I have found most intriguing in my 46 years on Earth is that the "longer" we live, the more we profess how "short" life is.

Why is this?

Perhaps is is due to the myriad of experiences we gather in our mosaic of life...the more we see those pass before us...the more we are faced with our own mortality...we become fearful of the impending end.

Life IS short..whether you are 92 or 6 years of age. Again, relativity. We are gluttoneous by nature, and we will always desire MORE of a good thing; hence (I love that word, HENCE...giggles), be saddened by the "end" of a self-professed good thing.

Conversely, who are "we" to say that this thing termed LIFE is the most lengthy thing we shall ever experience when the majority of folks are seeking and striving for "everlasting" life?

Just a thought....

AKA: EGO!

Whoooa...deep duuuuuuuuude!

Did I mention I just farted...again?

This coming from a woman who has never been married!!

I farted.

Pssst...I don't think you "look" evil, I think you just TRY to "look" evil. Big difference.

Honestly? Been there, done that!

However, anyone's funeral that I have attended is someone who would WANT me to laugh because that is part of how our spirits connected in the physical world...so, I'm certain they are chuckling with me.

Sometimes laughter at we consider "inappropriate" is simply a defense mechanism from showing our real feelings about a situation.

Kinda like my favorite singer/songwriter, Joni Mitchell, says...

"Laughing and crying...it's the same release..."

So, why not just LAUGH!