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If you just pack up your stuff and leave, is that called a vacation? If you are on your honeymoon and your groom comes back to an empty hammock swinging in the tropical sun, would he assume correctly that you have taken a holiday from your vacation or a vacation from your holiday. Would he imagine that you we’re tired of him and have decided to leave.  I should hope not. The fact that you would just leave because you have tired of him should be furthest from his mind. The beginning stage of every relationship should be the best stage.

He would start to worry though,  and by afternoon would contact the authorities. That is, any decent husband, especially a newlywed. Most men on their honeymoon are still very much in love with their bride, it’s called the “honeymoon period" for a reason. But what about the guys that aren’t or maybe never were, in love? If a man, after only a short time of dating treats a woman badly, chases other skirts and behaves like a jerk or, heaven forbid, is abusive physically or emotionally, I say RED FLAG!

When a mans in love he will always be on his best behavior until closing the deal. You haven’t caught a fish until it’s in the cooler. If a guy shows the red flags after only a few months, I have two words for you girls ... RUN AWAY! Like the Civil War soldier said when asked why he was running from the battle - “because I can’t fly!” If a man treats you like crap after only a couple of months dating, it’s going to only get worse. There is good in the notion of waiting to get to know someone before jumping into bed. I’m not saying you must be married, but you should at least know each other’s waist sizes, taste in music, and real hair color. Having sex too early is like putting catsup on your eggs, all you taste is the catsup and when it runs out - you can discover that you dont like the taste of eggs.

All men are pigs. "A woman marries a man expecting him to change but he doesn’t; a man marries a woman expecting her not to change and she does.”  But generally, that pigdom doesn’t manifest until at least seven years (the big itch) into the relationship. Seven years of gaga bliss followed by a lifetime of acceptance or at least tolerance. I’m way over generalizing and simplifying here, but that is what I do.

Some split up when this “new” wears off, it’s called “serial monogamy.” For others this “new” never wears off. Their relationship grows stronger, maybe not as exciting as at first, but stronger. They might not be all doe-eyed right now, but they know they will be again. They ride each wave of happiness right over the bad times - knowing another good wave will be coming by in a few minutes - months - years. And, before you know it, their grandchildren are planning their 50th anniversary. I call that "oatmeal monogamy" - it sticks to your ribs.

When you return to your beach chair to find your spouse gone, you should never immediately imagine the worst has happened, And you should NEVER wonder “what have I done to drive them away?” You should only take in a big breath of island air and think “She must still be hungry. I bet she went back to get some more breakfast - all she had was a banana - she needed something that would stick to her ribs, like oatmeal. 


THE END

600 WORDS


The assignment today was to write 600 words, exactly, inspired from the picture up top. (The empty hammock) I chose to write an essay, a style I am familiar with.

Here is Wikipedia’s definition of an essay...

An essay is generally a short piece of writing written from an author's personal point of view, but the definition is vague, overlapping with those of an article, a pamphlet and a short story.

Essays can consist of a number of elements, including:literary criticism, political manifestos, learned arguments, observations of daily life, recollections, and reflections of the author.


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Tomorrow I am going to attempt a writing exercise that should be quite challenging. I will take all four stories from this week and condense them to 140 characters - like a tweet. 

Short story twitter style...
THE OFFICIAL RULES...
Tell a story using proper spelling and understandable grammar, using only 140 characters. Publish that story on Twitter.

Here’s an example - 

Saw the spooky blue glow through the woods. We got nearer; it became spookier. Was it aliens? Was it a meth lab? No, it was a Pepsi machine.


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Until Tomorrow 
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Anj. 
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