Atrraction:
at·trac·tion/əˈtrakSHən/
Noun:
1. The action or power of evoking interest, pleasure, or liking for someone or something: "the timeless attraction of a good tune".
2. A quality or feature of something or someone that evokes interest, liking, or desire.
or as I like to define it - when you see someone across a table for the first time and you feel like you have known them forever. Or somewhere, in a previous lifetime. The kind of feeling that makes you believe in things like previous lives.
But the laws of attraction come with the rules of engagement. And no one messes with them. To mess with the rules of engagement would mean that you have effectively tipped over a bucket of poop on your entire life. Smelly stinky poop.
What is it about a smile or a glance or timbre of voice that can set the heart singing or even set the teeth of edge? It works the other way as well - sometimes, the sight of someone can set your fingers raking your scalp; or wishing that your retinas instantly dissolved. (Gruesome eh?) I really must change my ipod's playlist - less Marilyn Manson more Taylor Swift .
So dealing with the attraction and bound by the rules of engagement - very often one finds themselves spliced like a worm in a lab. The best thing as my favorite Uncle Bill said is to go sleep in a bottle of whiskey for six months. You would definitely forget the attraction, but in all likelihood, you would forget who you were. That said, I am probably not going to find a bottle large enough for me, but I am going to find a way out of this - and I intend to do it the hard way - the eat.pray.love way - focus on good positive thoughts, stretch like a pretzel and pretend that the attraction that tripped my heartrate was a figment of a fractured imagination.
at·trac·tion/əˈtrakSHən/
Noun:
1. The action or power of evoking interest, pleasure, or liking for someone or something: "the timeless attraction of a good tune".
2. A quality or feature of something or someone that evokes interest, liking, or desire.
or as I like to define it - when you see someone across a table for the first time and you feel like you have known them forever. Or somewhere, in a previous lifetime. The kind of feeling that makes you believe in things like previous lives.
But the laws of attraction come with the rules of engagement. And no one messes with them. To mess with the rules of engagement would mean that you have effectively tipped over a bucket of poop on your entire life. Smelly stinky poop.
What is it about a smile or a glance or timbre of voice that can set the heart singing or even set the teeth of edge? It works the other way as well - sometimes, the sight of someone can set your fingers raking your scalp; or wishing that your retinas instantly dissolved. (Gruesome eh?) I really must change my ipod's playlist - less Marilyn Manson more Taylor Swift .
So dealing with the attraction and bound by the rules of engagement - very often one finds themselves spliced like a worm in a lab. The best thing as my favorite Uncle Bill said is to go sleep in a bottle of whiskey for six months. You would definitely forget the attraction, but in all likelihood, you would forget who you were. That said, I am probably not going to find a bottle large enough for me, but I am going to find a way out of this - and I intend to do it the hard way - the eat.pray.love way - focus on good positive thoughts, stretch like a pretzel and pretend that the attraction that tripped my heartrate was a figment of a fractured imagination.
