Indiana University researchers say: “Men will often find themselves falling into relationships by default after starting off looking for sexual adventure.”
Strangely enough, I find that statement encouraging. Perhaps the man who will one day make my life partner/father of my children/master of my grill will not just settle into a relationship with me, but pursue a relationship with me. It reaffirms that all the bastards ex-boyfriends I’ve had really weren’t the ‘one’!
On another note… as women, we too are susceptible to falling into relationships by default – perhaps not driven by sex, but often driven by something more grievous. This driving factor can be generalized as the “biological clock”, or “I’m thirty and all my friends are married”, or “I’d like to save some money already and share a NYC one-bedroom apartment with a man.”
Call it whatever you want. In the bleak wilderness of singledom, be brave and hold out hope that the right person will come along. Choosing a life partner through default just seems like a disaster waiting to happen.
