A person I work with looked despondent on a rainy day. "Bad breakup," she said, when I asked how the weekend had gone.
After that came the usual comments about how you keep going on and telling yourself it's going to get better.
It occurred to me that relationships among the single are like the stock market. It's an old metaphor, of course. Relationships go up and they go down. Sometimes you sell lower than you'd like. But I realized when the co-worker related to me her situation that I was decidedly off the market and had no desire to be back in it. Watching the markets from the sidelines isn't all that bad, perhaps, but I see little purpose in spending much time thinking about it. Metaphors can only go so far.
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