Winter, Or, Falling In Love With Strangers On The Bus

So it's well and truly winter now, and that means taking the bus to school more often. And that means that I fall in love pretty frequently. This is something that happens to me on the way to school, never on the way home. It only lasts for the duration of the bus ride. Once I get off, the feeling fades quickly, and is nearly always gone by the time I reach my office. I do not remember my past bus loves. I couldn't describe a single person that I have fallen in love with on the bus (except for the one who looked kind of like Niklas Hjalmarsson, but I don't actually remember his face, just that he looked like a Blackhawks defenseman).  I never fall in love with the same person (I don't think - like I said, I don't remember them), and I never speak, flirt, or even make eye contact with them. This is a totally one sided affair. But lest you think that what I am describing is merely lust, or an appreciation for a handsome face, let me assure you you are wrong. This is true love. For the entire ten minute bus ride, I remain convinced that this is the person with whom I am fated to spend the rest of my life. We will get married and have children and sit in rocking chairs on the porch when we are old. Why does this happen? Does winter arouse some deep seated nesting instinctin me? Am I secretly terribly lonely? Is one of these boys my actual true love? Why does it only happen in the morning? In the morning I am generally less sociable, less interested in people, less open to interpersonal connections. But I never fall in love on the way home. 


I have the answers to none of these questions, but this whole description reminds me of this, which is the same but opposite:

I love this watercolor by Carmel Seymour. It is called "I sometimes think strangers are in love with me". Isn't it beautiful? In looking for a pic of this to post I found Carmel Seymour's blog and looked at a bunch of her other work. Guys, it is truly delightful! Here, this one is called "Science documentaries taught me how to love". I want to be friends with this lady. You can check out her blog too, right here.