It turns out I have a tendency to like guys with the same name. Over and over again on my list of "boys I've had crushes on" you will find particular names. And when the names don't match, the first letters do; I've collected a lot of D's and J's and R's over my life.

I once had a teacher who was married, divorced, and remarried. Both of the men she married had the same last name, even though they were not related in any way.

I wonder what this pattern reveals. Perhaps a comfort with the familiar. Perhaps an attraction to the known. Perhaps a lack of creativity on the part of the parents of a particular generation of boys. Perhaps all of these things. Perhaps none of these things. Perhaps something else entirely. Perhaps absolutely nothing.