Why do we have crushes on people?

I played a game in my iPad today. I don't know what it exactly is called but it consists of little blue bearded things and huge white-gloved hand and picking up mushrooms. Somehow it was the only app that didn't get me bored as I sailed back to my hometown from the City of Love. (One hour on the ferry and loads of caffeine would definitely find me totally restless.)

Now before you go to the App Store and download that stinkin app, let me tell you this... I literally felt as if my brain was slowly turning into mush.

It wasn't exactly that dumb of an app because I reckon it was actually crafted for young children. But it was so pointless to play being the oh-so-responsible young adult that I am perceived to be, that it in blatant reality it was just a total waste of my time.

But still, I kept on playing. To make it a wee bit more embarrassing, I even went back to that app several times. Why? I don't know.

Now, how is this related to crushes?

I wonder, I think I just got carried away. Maybe I'll talk about crushes some other time...

Oh wait. Touche.