It was just the other evening while I was over a
friend's house staring deep into the burning embers of their newly purchased
fire pit, that I became overwhelmed with emotions long buried under the day to
day monotony; I am, heads' deep into the single world and I'm alone.
Now this is not to say that I am two breaths away from sticking my head into an overflowing tub, as I would rather bathe in it, but it is a milestone reached nonetheless.
What's more of interest, as of late, is the numerous times I've felt that I have been seeking out the person driving in the car next to me. Or who's in line with me at Target. Or who else has moved into my apartment complex. Or even more surprisingly, the single's events I have signed up to attend. I am not ashamed of any of these opportunities but I am, I will admit, surprised that it has become as of recent super difficult to meet people. I'm convinced it's the area.
No one is changing my opinion of that unfortunate, disastrous accepted acknowledgement.
Regardless of my location deficiencies - the date hunt, is on.
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