During the most uneventful months, we feel the urge to fall
in love with the most readily available object of indulgence, and trick our
brains into getting excited about that specific object of choice. The degree of truth in the excitement
we feel towards the “newfound love” henceforth becomes questionable. Quite often, indulging in these
pseudo-pleasures starts off as a benign pastime, eventually escalates into
somewhat of an addiction, but soon enough, it proves itself to be nothing
but a fleeting fad.
An interesting
conversation with a dear friend yesterday got me thinking. What do you think?
xFC
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