Random headcanon realization of the day
...which may say a lot about my headcanon and very little about anything else, but wahey.
The Sam Carter in my head just kinda... loves people, occasionally falls in love with people, without any expectation that things can, should or will come out of it. Love is this anomalous emotional stimulus with no ingrained response, for her. It's a concept that's completely distinct – almost isolated – from the concepts of things like starting a relationship or starting a family. Those are acts of social construction. Those are learned; they're activities with strategy and arbitrary cultural form, like navigating a conversation or the ins and outs of polite smalltalk.
I just... oh, kids.
The Sam Carter in my head just kinda... loves people, occasionally falls in love with people, without any expectation that things can, should or will come out of it. Love is this anomalous emotional stimulus with no ingrained response, for her. It's a concept that's completely distinct – almost isolated – from the concepts of things like starting a relationship or starting a family. Those are acts of social construction. Those are learned; they're activities with strategy and arbitrary cultural form, like navigating a conversation or the ins and outs of polite smalltalk.
I just... oh, kids.