Struck Match

I wrote this in a long post a couple years ago, but I really like it still, so it bears repeating:

Looking back, every person I consider important — every relationship, male or female, that means something to me — initially flared up in my life like a struck match.

Please keep in mind that this post is more than 6 years old. Who the hell knows what I was thinking back then?! Damn kids... get off my lawn!