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This is turning into a very long day; I feel like I’ve been awake for days. Here’s what I’ve come up with so far with regards to the “love” question:

Sexual Love * the progression from friend to lover, close and personal

Platonic Love *my personal favorite and the most real in my estimation – close and personal with no sex

Romantic Love *a little too idealistic for my taste

Friendship Love *close to platonic but not as intense or open but caring

Committed Love *continues regardless of the circumstances, comfortable and supportive

Infatuation / Puppy Love *irrational, based on first impressions

Passionate Love *expressive but not long lasting, intense but short lived

Now, it’s possible to have more than one kind of love for the same person just as it’s possible to move from one type of love to another. A good friend of mine once said, in response to my lamenting the loss of the infatuation stage of my relationship, “We wouldn’t be able to live that way all the time. Nothing would ever get done, we would never eat, the world would end because we wouldn't be able to think of anything else, ever” I know she's right, but I still am partial to the infatuation stage.

Next step is to figure out the why/when/how of love. Then I'll know everything.

So, I have this girl that I know only socially through sport but I really find her intriguing and want to write about her. The only problem is that I now run the risk, since people actually read this shite, that someone will read it and recognize her and tell her and that would be bad. Bad because I make assumptions about people that may or may not be true but like to use real shells to house the character that I make up. And of course, I always use some true information that I’ve garnered to come up with the ideas anyway. So, what to do? Part of the beauty of this person is what she does for a living and the things she does in her spare time – changing those details would ruin the whole character. As for the rest, well,I have my ideas about what she thinks about late at night and how she feels, etc. But, it would be really unfortunate if she knew that I thought those things about her. Well, I guess I’ve made my decision. I can’t write about people I know. That’s that.