My father brought back from my childhood home my journal where I had written a few poems in my teenage years. As I read them again, I was struck by the contrast of the feelings I must have had when writing these and the complete lack of any feelings currently for the objects of my childhood love. Coincidentally, a friend recently also posted Life probabilities: Memories …. Aside from my slowly fading and gradually distorted memories of the past, that journal is the only evidence left from my emotional teenage …

To continue my comments on relationships, I’m writing some thoughts on how we can find our perfect match. It is a bit long, I’m sorry; but I hope it’s worth your time. I am probably not the best person to answer this question as it was very easy for me to find my perfect match. However, my belief is that there is no magic formula and there are no simple answers. Here are some of my observations in case you find them helpful.
Be worthy of some else’s life and commitment. …