The Hunt...

Here’s the thing about guys and gals.

In this life no one is ever satisfied. That’s the problem. We always seem to want what we don’t have. I guess it’s human nature. You know how when you’re single, all you can think about is how much you want a girlfriend, or how much you miss having someone to be with, and how great it was being in a relationship. But then, when you’re in a relationship, all you can think about is how great it was being single, how you weren’t tied down or restricted, and could do whatever you wanted. This is human nature.

But, you know, I think I’ve figured it out. I don’t know if this is the same for all guys, but for me, it’s not the single status or the relationship that I particularly miss, they both have their ups and downs, it’s the chase… that’s where the excitement is. It's that interim period of pursuit, it’s primal, instinctual, it's the hunter-gatherer at work. When you’re interested in someone, everything is exciting, you never know what’s going to happen. Will you screw it all up by saying the wrong thing? Does she like you? Doesn’t she? When she said this, did it mean that? Or did it mean this? It’s so terribly exciting: the thrill of the chase, the challenge, the hunt. But it’s the weirdest hunt in the world, because if you’re successful, you end up in a relationship. It would be like hunting a deer for weeks through the bush, and when you finally catch it, you’re forced to take it home and raise it… take care of it… feed it… clean up its poop….