G Seaton
G Seaton
Jul 23, 2017 · 2 min read

this comic bit hits (sort-of) close to home in a “who me?” kind of way — or who will be my next ex-girlfriend (or boyfriend) that I wasn’t aware that i had (have, will have or what have you?) way.

starting a new fundamentally sound relationship after leaving the relationship incubators of our youth (school, camp, and other we’re-in-this-together-no-matter-what environments) is damn near impossible — see launch a rocket and land it on Mars - you spend a lot of time, money and dream capital and you end up with your shit sailing off into a black hole somewhere. money, time and dreams — not enough — add a large dollop of communication, add another big ole’ jug of talking-about-stuff-honestly — (first to yourself), three kegs of ‘ego-check’ and a further laundry list of stuff that you find under “this shit is uncomfortable” in your nearest dark closet.

people are in relationships that have no staying power by definition. people, both sexes, start and then stop relationships for apparently no reason, when the reason is that there was no relationship to begin with, merely two people co-existing in the same place more often than they did individually with any other person and as such developed, not a relationship but, a dependency on the validation of a mutual co-exister. so as the guy below says, “congratulations to her “— until she does it again. and the fictional dick in the comedy act is all of us sooner or later, flying our shit into some black hole and laughing about it — while the calendar runs on you and it gets harder and harder to lie to even yourself…

but it’s all good!!! right?

    G Seaton

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    G Seaton

    a reluctantly old guy, not a reluctant old guy