Being single in your 30s is tough. Though I have many other single friends, I find that a great many of my closest friends have moved into that "married" category. And let's face it, married people don't really know what to do with single people. As I've heard oft expressed before, they simply pat you on your head and say, "It's ok. You'll get married." It's heartfelt I'm sure, but hardly helpful or encouraging. So, I thought perhaps for some of you in my same predicament, you might be encouraged to know that someone else is going through the same thing. And for you married people, perhaps you'd enjoy a little look at the "hunt" having been detached from it for so long. So I decided that (for a select handful of you) I will record my journey from time to time here. Be it encouraging, disheartening, or simply amusing I shall repeat this exercise as often as there is occasion to report. And chime in if you feel so moved. :) My diary begins now.
Dear diary,
Today I exchanged emails with some guys online. From their pictures, they look handsome. But when "Dave" writes only 2 sentences in each letter, and "Mason" gushes over everything, I am disinclined to respond again. So I find myself gravitating back to interests which have already rejected me. And again, this morning, finding no available seats with my friends, I found myself sitting next to a new arrival, single, handsome. And yet as I continually steal glances at this guy, he appears younger and more self-conscious, though I believe it is no reaction to my subtle glances. They say to be prepared at any time. Like wearing lipstick for a run. Mostly what that does is have me emotionally ready for the pay-off at any moment, when in actuality it does little more than make me late for everything. This afternoon, however, I will again take careful note of all of my intake and I'll beat myself up in exercise in order to prepare for that golden opportunity. What does tomorrow hold, I wonder.
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