1 post tagged “introductions”
I'm not your 30-something-wondering-why-she's-single type. For starters, I'm not THAT old, and I know why I am single. It's a state of readiness.
See, some years ago my teen come young adult relationship ended. Even though it was my doing and then when I tried to undo it the bastard blatantly refused, I was devastated. For months I lost my appetite for food and just stuck to simple carbs like vodka.
Looking back over the past, say three years, I've developed certain habits and in no particular order;
-I roam the planet at every opportunity. I have tried to come home and establish some sort of normality, but I just get the itch (not the type that can be fixed with creams and a one time pill) to pack and go to some random country that's not too far away from another random country just in case I find myself out of my depth.
-I'm slowly but surely ridding myself of all my worldly possessions. If it can't fit in the back pack - it's not worth having. Sometimes the culling has lead me to tears, but it just has to be done.
-Other culling that has not lead me to tears - people. Not literally. Just out of my life. One step, two step and sometimes I allow three steps to turn me off and you're done. Seriously. Delete. Just like they never existed.
-I'm liking my own company more and more. After all, at least I get all of my jokes.
-I have serious commitment issues. The simplest things. I eat ALL food.
I like ALL types of music - yeah, including country. I mean, I can't
even commit myself to a job for longer then six months or come to think
of it, even a country.
and finally and most alarmingly
-I only get involved in relationships that I know will end.
Which leads us to my latest escapade.
I'm going to the UK because there is a boy. His fun. Also very handsome. I met him on my last trip.
Yes, yes, believe me I have done this before and fell flat on my face. In fact, it was just six months ago. The difference this time though, is, that I don't care. I'm not wearing my heart on my sleeve, I'm not investing any exuberant time or effort on him, his just going to be my ManCandy until I get bored and make my way to the next country.
