My friend’s horoscope for the day applies to just about everyone, I think.
“Poet Paul Eluard frequently fantasized and wrote about his dream woman, but he never actually found her. “The cards have predicted that I would meet her but not recognize her,” he said. So he contented himself with being in love with love. I think he made a sound decision that many of us should consider emulating. It’s a losing proposition to wait around hoping for a dream lover to show up in our lives, since no one can ever match the idealized image we carry around in our imagination. And even if there were such a thing as a perfect mate, we would probably not recognize that person, as Eluard said, because they’d be so different from our fantasy.”