Ashlar wrote:under ice wrote:I know this isn't schizoid behaviour but nevermind.
I met someone today I haven't seen for a while, and he kept looking at me with an admiring smile on his face, as if he had really missed me and was happy to see me. Even I could figure out that he's gotta have feelings for me. I couldn't go away because it happened at an important meeting but it made me feel very uncomfortable and unfocused, and after it was over I was anxious had this horrible headache kind of thing for thirty minutes.
If I were normal person I would have been flattered because I fancy him a little (physically) and we've always gotten along well, but today reminded me that it has always been like this for me.

I know that feel. I know that feel too well. I've been trying to mitigate it. I've been trying to train and discipline it away. So-far... it's vaguely working... but I'm as-of-yet unsure if it's going to make life better or worse.
I understand this but I wonder if what we are experiencing is all that bad. I mean, I won't go so far as to say we've overcome the flesh (damned bowels) but we are at a logical end. When we all have our consciousnesses transferred over to our metal bodies what use will we have these empty desires? Even as we are now we are doing our, admittedly small, part to mitigate overpopulation. Why, people should be thanking us! Sarcasm aside I can't say I miss what I never liked to begin with, so it's kind of like deciding that eggplant sucks and I want nothing to do with it.
I guess my ideal relationship would be with a partner (male or female, doesn't matter much) who would sit around with me and read books and occasionally look over at me and ask
THEY:"How's your book..."
I:"Good, and your's?"
THEY:"Good."
/End scene
Not even any discussion of the content of these books, just simple acknowledgement that I am in the room and reading. This is of course unrealistic so I don't get bent out of shape wanting it.