It was all so simple then . . .

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Take a walk down memory lane with me.

Remember the days of courting over the telephone?

You know what I'm talking about.

The days when you "went together" but the only place you "went" was on the phone unless someone's parents dropped both of you off somewhere.

Or if you were real fast in the ass and then you managed to arrange a group outing or a group hangout at someone's house so you could at least cop a feel on each other.

Or if you had to, you wait until the school dance so you can press your bodies up against each other and perhaps get lost in each others eyes and make promises that you probably aren't even allowed to keep.

The days when neither one of you could drive so all you had was the phone calls to hold you until you could see each other in the hallways at school the next day.

Remember those nights when it was just you two on the phone, and you stayed up all night and half the conversation was just listening to each other breathe and then arguing over who's going to hang up first.

You hang up.

No you hang up.

No you first.

You get the point.

Remember the game "hide-n-go get it?" If you don't maybe you should play it as an adult — but I digress.

Or what about in the age of pagers when your boo told you to use Code 2 (for you rap fans, refer back to The Lost Boyz song "Renee") whenever you needed to see him.

Don't you wish things now were just as simple? I sure do.

But I don't have to remind you about how complex dating as an adult can be.

Now it’s all about a process of elimination for some and no one takes the time to get to know anyone. It's all about the "what can they do for me syndrome."

In 2009 for us grown folks it's all about texting, and instant messaging and emailing, and for you tech savvy or just freak-nasties turning the web cams on just to get a quick thrill.

Just think, if we could go back to those days of talking on the phone, holding hands and just being capturing the innocence and the process of getting to know each other and taking the time to "fall in like" how much easier things could be.

Then I woke up, back to reality. That ish won't work -- we're just all too triflin’ and set in our ways to change.

Hell, we're still playing the boys on one side of the room girls on the other game at grown folks parties.

Lesson Learned: Capturing the essence of the innocence of our teenage years won't solve our dating woes, but it may give you a chance to sit down and reflect on the ish you just don't take the time to do. Appreciate, embrace, and keep it simple without all the drama.

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