Seasons of Love

Apparently, there's this thing called "bunning season."

I've heard girls refer to it as "'wifey season."

The leaves change colors, the air gets a little bit cooler, and ladies and gentlemen, it is time for you to get a significant other.

Hmm. Interesting phenonmenon.

I try to be subtle in my posts. I try not to firmly take sides while still making a point.

But, let me be frank. People who deem certain seasons as worthy of relationships or worthy of being single (ie summer) are shallow at best and idiotic at worst.

Sure, I get it. It's November. So, you have, ehh, three months to find someone and make sure that by Valentine's Day you get a good present. On Christmas you'll get a card and MAYBE something small that says, "We're cool but not that serious yet."

I had never heard of this bogus phenomenon until maybe a week or so ago and I was pretty stunned.

If you want to make those cold autumn and winter nights a little warmer, you don't need to search for a cuddle buddy. Just get a snuggie. There's no right "season" for being in a relationship or being single. It's all a matter of when fate/God/whatever else you believe drops that person into your life who will ADD to your existence.

By designating a specific time of the year for a person, you are just saying "You're temporary and as soon as the weather breaks 60 degrees, this relationship is over."

Want to stay warm? Bundle up, don't bun up.

Love freely,
tY