Science is Hard

Obviously I'm still down about Sam jilting me for the sunshine state since he's all that I've been writing about about all week. So why stop now, here's a link he sent me this morning from the Japan Times:

""Love," he said, "is something far more than desire for sexual intercourse; it is the principal means of escape from the loneliness which afflicts most men and women throughout the greater part of their lives." (And then there's a bunch of stuff about MRIs)

I've been thinking, to escape loneliness, people fall in love with the flesh (Chad), and people fall in love with the soul/spirit (some people refer to this as "personality") and then there's the folks that fall in love with an idea. This is how we love people before we ever meet them. In fact, it's preferable that they not even be around so they don't conflict with and muck up the idea. The thing about falling in love with an idea is that it's entirely generated by the person doing all the loving. So is this just another way of loving ourselves? That doesn't sound like much of an escape, it sounds like a trap.