And, yeah, overanalysis is something that I’m not only familiar with, but something I detest to the point where I think Satan would have a sit-down with the idea and be frightened into a heavenly attitude to the point where frickin’ wings and a halo would sprout from his body simply out of fear. Which is to say I’m not a big fan of the overanalyzing, but there’s really not a whole I can do about it. I try to avoid it for a while, but once the realization hits me that things aren’t perfect, then there are simply no barriers which the lengths of my mind won’t bypass to look at things from an unnecessarily complicated perspective. I don’t usually actually worry about long-term stuff in most of the romantic situations I find myself in but, for reasons which I won’t go into, I think it was… Well, not “required,” but probably recommended.

It’s a trap!

Nuts if this doesn’t work.

It’s a trap!

But seriously, forget everything you think you know about relationships, and try to enter them with an open mind. Don’t think about the future or an “ideal relationship”, just have some fun and let it run its natural course. Overanalyzing them can cause too much angst.

They say 30 is the new 20, and it seems more reasonable to base a relationship on an independent worldview rather than the hormone-induced and financially dependent years of high school. But with everybody so focused on careers and decided in their ideology, it seems much more difficult to find someone compatible who’s willing to devote the time and try something out. Perhaps you should stay in school and hunt for some MRS majors.

Of course, I’m just cynical and don’t even try, so I’ll prescribe a salt shaker to accompany this post.

Just no.

Still gay, Hippo? I’m recently single. And, well, you know. Wink wink nudge nudge.