The Complexities of Love, Lust, and Infatuation

I have recently entered into what could be termed as a "Relationship". This makes me quite happy due in no slight amount to the fact that I despise being alone with every fiber of my being.

However, this is not simply an affair made to keep me from realizing loneliness. The girl is inspiring, entertaining, intelligent and frighteningly efficient. We hit it off in such a short order that were this to continue for years and years we could say it was at least "Infatuation at first sight" if not love.

It interests me to see my own reactions to this. Usually, lust is the primary feeling and prominently controls my actions. However, as I have gotten older (and I know that I am neither very old nor very young anymore) I have begun to change my responses, attitudes, and reactions.

I am very attracted to the girl. I don't think any relationship could exist without mutual attraction. I find her conversation appealing and constantly seek to engage her mind in new and interesting ways.

I am infatuated. I am, quite possibly, in the early stages of more than simple infatuation. Lust does not seem to be playing its former fantastically large part. I do desire her, no doubt, but in most previously relationships lust decided and dictated a great deal.

I'm typing this mostly to myself. I don't have the time right now to sit and truly write. So I am entering my thoughts here and there for later perusal. I want to see later what I am like now. Hindsight and all.