Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.

I can understand why people don’t get married.  I can’t say that I’ve ever been truly in it, but I have had the pleasure of watching as relationships implode with infidelity, disloyalty, distrust, etc.  There’s a million moving parts in good relationships that must be in sync to either cause them to succeed or, if one part ticks when it should tock, fall apart.  Now, it can’t be hard to get sick of a person, especially if you spend every day with them.  I know this because I get sick of people everyday.  What really ruins good relationships, though, is when love becomes too much of a routine.  Think of it like brushing your teeth in the morning.  Hopefully, this is something everyone does as part of their daily routine.  But, perhaps one morning you are in too much of a rush to remember to brush.  As a result, you acquire gingivitis, and 7 cavities.  People notice bad teeth.  Anyway, that’s what I think love is; a fucking root canal.