When Cupid Calls
What is this crazy music anyway?!
I'll always be a bachelor, a pani-
Hang on... No, sorry, that's the Dirty Brit...!
Apologies, I felt the need to sneak that in as an appropriate beginning.
Well... Last week's post was a rather serious one which I was very nervous about sharing. I really opened myself up more than I have before here, though I was a bit of a misery-bones, which I feel bad about. So I'm going to try and make up for it with this one. While it's not exactly going to be a laugh-a-minute piece, I'll add some humour where I can. Normal service is resumed (almost)!
Okay, today's topic is Cupid. Or, more accurately, the idea of Cupid.
Cupid is, as I'm sure you're aware, a mythical character, labelled the 'god of desire'. That's the most I've done in the way of research, seeing as that's the most relevant factor for this post.
I could begin a debate about the existence of Greek gods (or lack thereof), but I think I'm best to leave that kind of thing to the experts!
Anyway, I'm going to focus on the ideas associated with the 'Cupid' figure, purely based on what I know already and what I have observed in society.
The emotion represented by Cupid is a common, universally recognised one.
It starts with L and it's got four letters...(Haaa, McFly reference!)
Ahem. Love.
The depiction of Cupid throughout the years has generally shown a little winged boy, holding a bow and arrow, with nothing more than a leaf to protect his modesty.
The idea is that being struck by Cupid's arrow makes you 'fall in love' with someone- whichever person Cupid may have in mind for you, so it would seem.
My question is: based on that metaphor, what does the sting of Cupid's arrow feel like?
I saw something the other day (on Facebook, I believe) where a girl had said she thought she was 'in love' with a guy, but she wasn't sure. Another person had responded to tell her that if she did love him, she 'would know'.
That got me thinking: what is it that would make us 'know'? At what point would we know that Cupid has struck?
And would Cupid's arrow be just a catalyst for us, eventually leading us to love, rather than delivering that feeling instantly?
I suppose the answer to that question would be different for each individual you ask.
Some people would get caught by the 'love at first sight' thing; others might have a crush or a friendship that would build to that kind of love.
Personally, I don't think I've experienced the full force of Cupid's arrow yet.
Don't get me wrong, I've had my fair share of crushes. (Usually the 'I have no chance so I'm just going to admire from afar' kind - like I do with Matt Smith, Dougie Poynter and Simon Baker.)
I've also had, what some would call, infatuations: being under the delusion that someone is the best person in the world and can do no wrong, while being too young to know what I was thinking.
Both of those haven't exactly ended brilliantly, unsurprisingly.
But those have led me to this next kind of 'Cupid scratch', if you will.
I'm calling these 'real likings'.
By 'real liking' I mean that point where you like someone, but it's more than just a crush. This is mostly because you've actually had some kind of contact with them, other than just a wistful stare from across the room.
This kind of liking typically has the following symptoms:
Butterflies tend to make an appearance in your stomach as a reaction to their presence.
The smile on his face or the piercing in her belly, it turns your legs to jelly. (Busted reference, waheyy!)
You have trouble controlling your smile when you hear them talk or read a text from them.
Your belly does that little jump thing when you make eye-contact.
Things about them that they might get self conscious about are the things you find cutest about them.
You can't help but replay mental clips of your times with them.
But most of all: you can talk to them and have a laugh with them and feel almost completely comfortable. (I say almost because, of course, your stomach still does the occasional flip.)
These are all symptoms I've experienced fairly recently, and still am, as it happens.
I realise this is a brave move, talking about this here. It's very early days with this one so obviously I don't want to make assumptions or jinx myself, but the thing is, I quite like this feeling. It makes me feel all fizzy inside, and this time around it feels like I'm on some kind of equal level with this other person, rather than beneath them. (Ha, innuendo...)
I still get my slightly worried phases, where I feel like I'm not good enough and such like, but the fact that I find it so easy to talk to this person helps to clear those anxieties. The fact that this person was my main inspiration for last week's blog post, as well as my determination to change my ways definitely counts for something in my mind.
Like I said, with it being early days, I'm trying to avoid sounding like I'm set in my expectations, but that doesn't stop me from having this 'real liking' feeling.
For me, this feels like a very mild version of the results expected from 'Cupid arrow in the bum'. Okay, the head isn't buried very deep in there, but it's definitely brushed the sides. (I'm sorry, it had to be done!)
Seriously though, while it's far too early to even consider the idea of falling completely head over heels right now, I can't deny the fizzy feeling and the hidden potential it brings with it. And, as I said before... I like how it feels. ( ;) )
Writing this has given me the chance to think about my earlier question properly.
While I still believe it'd be reliant on different people and their own reactions, I know that if anyone were to ask me: "How do you know you've been struck by Cupid's arrow?", I could tell them that the fizzy-fuzzy, butterfly-tummy, smiley-giggly, soppy-cutesy, jumpy-stomach feeling is a definite sign for me. Though I doubt anyone would ask me that.
I'm struggling to know how to wrap this up, so I'll finish with some questions:
How do you know when Cupid calls?
How can you tell that your liking for someone has gone far beyond the early "Ooh, hello handsome!" or "Mate, she's well fit!" stages?
What would make it clear to you that Cupid's gone and shot you in the bum with one of his arrows?
I'm curious.
P.S.: I do hope that was easier to follow as a reader than it was as the writer of it. I do tend to end up rambling, especially late at night, but I was determined to get it finished tonight.
Oh, and apologies for the references to songs and TV shows in this post, as well as the innuendo used. I know I would've regretted it if I'd let the opportunities pass me by!
I'll always be a bachelor, a pani-
Hang on... No, sorry, that's the Dirty Brit...!
Apologies, I felt the need to sneak that in as an appropriate beginning.
Well... Last week's post was a rather serious one which I was very nervous about sharing. I really opened myself up more than I have before here, though I was a bit of a misery-bones, which I feel bad about. So I'm going to try and make up for it with this one. While it's not exactly going to be a laugh-a-minute piece, I'll add some humour where I can. Normal service is resumed (almost)!
Okay, today's topic is Cupid. Or, more accurately, the idea of Cupid.
Cupid is, as I'm sure you're aware, a mythical character, labelled the 'god of desire'. That's the most I've done in the way of research, seeing as that's the most relevant factor for this post.
I could begin a debate about the existence of Greek gods (or lack thereof), but I think I'm best to leave that kind of thing to the experts!
Anyway, I'm going to focus on the ideas associated with the 'Cupid' figure, purely based on what I know already and what I have observed in society.
The emotion represented by Cupid is a common, universally recognised one.
It starts with L and it's got four letters...(Haaa, McFly reference!)
Ahem. Love.
The depiction of Cupid throughout the years has generally shown a little winged boy, holding a bow and arrow, with nothing more than a leaf to protect his modesty.
The idea is that being struck by Cupid's arrow makes you 'fall in love' with someone- whichever person Cupid may have in mind for you, so it would seem.
My question is: based on that metaphor, what does the sting of Cupid's arrow feel like?
I saw something the other day (on Facebook, I believe) where a girl had said she thought she was 'in love' with a guy, but she wasn't sure. Another person had responded to tell her that if she did love him, she 'would know'.
That got me thinking: what is it that would make us 'know'? At what point would we know that Cupid has struck?
And would Cupid's arrow be just a catalyst for us, eventually leading us to love, rather than delivering that feeling instantly?
I suppose the answer to that question would be different for each individual you ask.
Some people would get caught by the 'love at first sight' thing; others might have a crush or a friendship that would build to that kind of love.
Personally, I don't think I've experienced the full force of Cupid's arrow yet.
Don't get me wrong, I've had my fair share of crushes. (Usually the 'I have no chance so I'm just going to admire from afar' kind - like I do with Matt Smith, Dougie Poynter and Simon Baker.)
I've also had, what some would call, infatuations: being under the delusion that someone is the best person in the world and can do no wrong, while being too young to know what I was thinking.
Both of those haven't exactly ended brilliantly, unsurprisingly.
But those have led me to this next kind of 'Cupid scratch', if you will.
I'm calling these 'real likings'.
By 'real liking' I mean that point where you like someone, but it's more than just a crush. This is mostly because you've actually had some kind of contact with them, other than just a wistful stare from across the room.
This kind of liking typically has the following symptoms:
Butterflies tend to make an appearance in your stomach as a reaction to their presence.
The smile on his face or the piercing in her belly, it turns your legs to jelly. (Busted reference, waheyy!)
You have trouble controlling your smile when you hear them talk or read a text from them.
Your belly does that little jump thing when you make eye-contact.
Things about them that they might get self conscious about are the things you find cutest about them.
You can't help but replay mental clips of your times with them.
But most of all: you can talk to them and have a laugh with them and feel almost completely comfortable. (I say almost because, of course, your stomach still does the occasional flip.)
These are all symptoms I've experienced fairly recently, and still am, as it happens.
I realise this is a brave move, talking about this here. It's very early days with this one so obviously I don't want to make assumptions or jinx myself, but the thing is, I quite like this feeling. It makes me feel all fizzy inside, and this time around it feels like I'm on some kind of equal level with this other person, rather than beneath them. (Ha, innuendo...)
I still get my slightly worried phases, where I feel like I'm not good enough and such like, but the fact that I find it so easy to talk to this person helps to clear those anxieties. The fact that this person was my main inspiration for last week's blog post, as well as my determination to change my ways definitely counts for something in my mind.
Like I said, with it being early days, I'm trying to avoid sounding like I'm set in my expectations, but that doesn't stop me from having this 'real liking' feeling.
For me, this feels like a very mild version of the results expected from 'Cupid arrow in the bum'. Okay, the head isn't buried very deep in there, but it's definitely brushed the sides. (I'm sorry, it had to be done!)
Seriously though, while it's far too early to even consider the idea of falling completely head over heels right now, I can't deny the fizzy feeling and the hidden potential it brings with it. And, as I said before... I like how it feels. ( ;) )
Writing this has given me the chance to think about my earlier question properly.
While I still believe it'd be reliant on different people and their own reactions, I know that if anyone were to ask me: "How do you know you've been struck by Cupid's arrow?", I could tell them that the fizzy-fuzzy, butterfly-tummy, smiley-giggly, soppy-cutesy, jumpy-stomach feeling is a definite sign for me. Though I doubt anyone would ask me that.
I'm struggling to know how to wrap this up, so I'll finish with some questions:
How do you know when Cupid calls?
How can you tell that your liking for someone has gone far beyond the early "Ooh, hello handsome!" or "Mate, she's well fit!" stages?
What would make it clear to you that Cupid's gone and shot you in the bum with one of his arrows?
I'm curious.
P.S.: I do hope that was easier to follow as a reader than it was as the writer of it. I do tend to end up rambling, especially late at night, but I was determined to get it finished tonight.
Oh, and apologies for the references to songs and TV shows in this post, as well as the innuendo used. I know I would've regretted it if I'd let the opportunities pass me by!
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