Everytime you fall in love you reimagine your future.
Until a moment when love, future and imagination become one.
That's the theory at least.
Way back, when people lived in small towns, there was a fishmonger, blacksmith, tailor and candlestick maker - and everyone knew where they fit in their community.
With more education and consumerism, comes more ambition.
People still know where they fit in - iPhone or Samsung Galaxy? Bentley or Jeep?
The difference is that there are few limits to ambition - you can always buy a better phone or car.
This especially applies to places like New York City.
And apart from phones and cars - there are girls, girls, girls.
The number of models living in Manhattan is a lot higher than anywhere else - and so are the dreams.
Who knows, next year you could be dating that hot neighbour; or the one queuing in front of you.
Not specifically of course, but there are so many possibilities right in front of you.
Guys justify this day-dreaming every-which-way, but it boils down to greed.
Yes, love can translate to greed.
For example, ask any wealthy banker how he or she justifies his (or her) salary and he will defend paying more than many earn in a year on school fees. He loves his kids. That's not greed. But love.
Many in finance fell in love with the platonic ideal of finance - making sense out of the world in a systematic way - only to become skittish and unfaithful.
There are are so many ideas out there. Greedily picked up and soon discarded.
Most of all this applies to busty profit generating trading strategies.
People become terribly irrational when they earn large amounts of money, just as they do when falling in love.
Easy money with a dash of numeracy is the equivalent of the tipsy chick in a bar at 4AM who hasn't puked just yet.
Believe it or not, there's still a lot to learn and discover about the basic methodology of finance.
Sure it's like staying in on Friday and drinking cocoa with your slightly nerdy other half, but in the long run you'll catch fewer SVDs.