This kid I used to date thought it was strange how much I cared about other people's relationships. I feel terribly sad when a friend of a friend's childhood neighbor's relationship ends. I am so encouraged when people start relationships with good communication and genuine care and passion. The thought that love is real encourages me, but if I can avoid it, I don't want to ever feel a hurt as big as that initial I-thought-this-was-real-and-it's-ending hurt again.
At the end of the day, I think facebook keeps me a little more involved in people's lives than I need to be. I wish all this knowledge would come in handy more often.
ps. Spring Awakening makes me cry.