The Marriage Quotient, Part I

The part of me that doesn't want to get married (and maybe it's the naïve part, maybe it's the part that just doesn't get "adult relationships") is the part that doesn't want to hate the man I'm supposed to like. Love is one thing, but, again, I don't think it's a lasting formula for a relationship. I think love only goes so far. I may love him in five years, but will I be in love with him? Will I even like him anymore? Will my life become a series of motions and will I settle?