Nine out of ten of the fairsex, whether enthusiastic eighth-grader or even a serious business woman, dreaming of a »real man.» Each of us has their own ideas about the »ideal», a list of »essential qualities» daily supplementing it, leading to the desired perfection. Day after day, brick by brick, element by element, like a puzzle, in our mind made up »his» way. We have this image of Holim, and cherish We protect, living life in a vain search for a little bit, and just a little like this.
And because no one does not fit! And why? Yes, because we have created the Phantom invisibly present there ... And we compare and compare, pick and choose ... not find and did not find ....
But what? It's all so beautiful, so strong and brave, subtle and intelligent, who knows everything in the world and remarkably easy to communicate ... His shoes are always polished, not a single gram of dandruff on the collar, he knows a lot about the Spanish (French, Japanese, African), kitchen, always tells you that you look great, and does it quite frankly, never forgets your birthday and scatters dirty socks all over the apartment ...

He's so sweet to your heart, you're with him soto stick ... You have namechtali it looks almost Brad Pitt, or at worst, Antonio Banderas ... He shockingly foolish and umilyayusche judicious ... He would understand if the fact that you do not have the time or the mood to talk to him, while he had to communicate you can always find something, and more ...
In general, we all know what a man weneed, it remains only to find ... our trouble is that sometimes, despite all the claims, we somehow manage to fall in love ... It is love, not love! Because if Love- being autonomous and independent of any whatsoever circumstances, the youngest of her sister - Love, moreover, that, unlike the Love arises suddenly and takes the form of a natural disaster, so more and stains the surrounding world in a different shades of cherry jam ...
In other words - your current choice may not have all the advantages of the aforesaid list, Ms. Love itself it will come up with their ...
And there are only two scenarios:
Option One: Old as the world history- »unrequited love» ... Here the scenario woeful sighs, suffering from afar, sweet dreams at night, and the well any attempt to get closer ... Not the slightest attempt. Instead, fear (or rather subconscious) that you have created the image of collapse, fog, shatter and the tale end is not a happy end ...
Option Two: »I loved you, and you» ... And you suddenly was not so, not really ... Yes, you have some of its quality, but it does not mean everyone else ... And even if you are »almost» - is not enough in you what the ... you're wonderful, I'm wondering how you talk about the meaning of the universe ... but listen to it all the time-is beyond me ... Chinese can and the best in the world, but today I fear both wanted to use a fork instead of chopsticks and eat hamburgers with garlic sauce ... and do not you- OH ...
In a second embodiment of the truth is a »sub-option»bezkonfliktny less ... That is, instead, to understand ourselves, we begin to call to account the object of our thoughts and feelings ... Well, why do not he? Why can not you order me another laugh, you can not throw this awful striped jersey and watching other movies, but not that stupid fantasy? Why do you…? And so on ...
However, the shelf life at the rose-colored glassesrelatively short duration ... with age, of course, many in a hurry »to arrange a personal life,» but there's one, and a very significant, positive thing ... With age comes to us experiences that somehow making some adjustments in his »track record» . Some items disappear without a trace, but some will be added to the contrary ...

Ideally, all the elements will have to finally emerge in the image that will appear in the flesh and would thus ... well you get the idea :)
But we'd better throw the manuscript onmost distant shelf, if not into the attic ... and look around ... Maybe it is very close, and you did not notice? The one with whom you are so good and quiet that you do not care and it is not a literary language, and the terrible hair and even his do not share your passion for the »heavy metal»?
He is a real ... and for you it is the willingness not let star from the sky, but to look together with you your favorite series 237yu melodrammy- at least ...
And the one that for many years lived in the lower layers of your consciousness suddenly seem ridiculously surreal ... And melt in odnochase- as, indeed, it should be ghosts.





