Where is Love?

Following up from my previous post - kind of - I figured I'd explore where love can be found, now that we all know what it is (after a fashion ... ).

Is it over here?

Or over there?

Under that rock?

Out on that branch of the tree?

I just love my little games, don't you?

I remember talking about relationships with my friend some time back. For some reason we'd fallen into the metaphor of "the relation-ship" and "many-fish-in-the-sea". I'm far from remembering the exact conversation, but this recently occurred to me:

If I'm sitting in my 'relation-ship' on, shall we say, the 'sea of relations', the only way I'll get my 'fish' is if I 'fish' for it.

Now, the 'hook' stands a chance of hurting my 'fish', so I'd feel bad using that; and using a 'net' would likely give me more than I need - not to mention I'd have to face the task of sorting out the 'inadequate' ones.

So I was thinking about the whole metaphor, and I realized that I had it wrong.

I am a 'fish' too, and not only am I hurting my own kind by being all high-and-mighty 'fishing' from my 'ship'; I am also slowly 'dying' out of the 'water'.

This has been a great 'talk'.

-- Everything's Relative.