Ok, it's official. I'm sick and I've run out of snappy titles. Please feel free to delete my blog address from your favorites bar and find someone else to read.
I've been thinking about it all day and "Margaux vs the Common Cold" is not an exciting read. But there's something about being home sick that sucks up all your optimism and makes you feel really, really single.
Today, I started to understand why people stay in mediocre/unhappy relationships. It's probably mostly just to have someone around who will make you soup and get you another blanket when you are sick. Let's face it. Only someone who actually loves you will put up with the coughing, the Kleenex piles, the unshowered, sweatpant wearing you that wants to die.
There's something about the cold season starting again that I think makes people want to nest. Being single in the summer is oh so much fun, but come wintertime you want someone to come home to and snuggle up with. I've heard from FOUR ex's in the past few days. Mostly I've been letting it hit voicemail. Getting back together with an ex is an easy way out of being alone, but I'm at the point where I want to find real love, not a fill-in until springtime.
In an effort to move forward with the one goal I haven't accomplished (see Goal Setting) I pulled out my book today. It was with horror that I realized out of 72 pages, at least 62 of them were about Adam. I haven't touched this book in over two years, but I thought I was on my way. I realize now, I'm basically starting from scratch.
Because 62 pages of Adam is not a realistic perspective on my entire life. I have a new friend from NYC with contacts in publishing who said he would try to help me, but only once I finished it.
So here we go. I'm still not sure how it ends, but I know how it begins. And I'm hoping for a happy ending.
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