Box of Old Boyfriends

I went in search of specific pictures, pictures I still cannot find. Instead of the wanted pictures I discovered a treasure trove of crashed and burned relationships. A box full of old boyfriends. There were other pictures mixed in but mostly it was one extinguished flame after another. Makes a girl realize that when it comes to busted relationships maybe the problem lies with the common denominator.

It got me thinking about what the men I've dated have in common. Besides having dated me, I mean. Maybe it is some trait they possess that is responsible for the demise of our relationship. My being the cause of that said effect seems too obvious and mundane. And, if truth is really stranger than fiction there is no way possible that it's me - cause I can point to plenty of far out scenarios in fiction that are far more interesting than my having commitment issues. So, clearly it's them then, right?

I started to make a list after I'd assembled the pictures in sort of a collage. (I'd post a picture of it but I haven't quite figured out the blurring of faces that you see on television and I'd rather not infringe on anyone's privacy.) At first I tried to make a list based on physical features but while "tall" is an attribute I seem to prefer there were a couple of average height. Same goes for the occasional blond or redhead in lieu of my brunette preference. Eye color was also a dead end. While a tall man with brown hair and blue eyes will always turn my head it seems I easily find other types attractive. (Who knew?!) It appeared I needed to search deeper. So, I tried all kinds of characteristics looking for a distinct pattern and was willing to accept an outlier or two as proof of the pattern itself. Turns out there isn't one. Body type, profession, ability to express emotion, kindness, likability, birth order, adaptability, intelligence, taste in music, hobbies, etc. You name it I tested it. Turns out the only common denominator, besides me, was a sense of humor similar to my own.

Guess this means I should look within for the solution to my abysmal dating karma. Or maybe I should just start dating guys I find unfunny... I miss laughing already.