V-Day

Last year for this "special" holiday I decided instead to just skip it. I celebrated Ben Day instead, had a Ben Affleck movie marathon, coccooned into a non reality bubble and it was quite nice. This year I had planned to do the same, but for some reason reality keeps seeping in. There's a new kind of bitter being 30 and single, today. I'm one of those girls that love cheesy romantic movies and can be moved to tears by ads. And usually my faith in love, and the hope of its possibility is unshakeable. Seems I'm growing up I guess, although I hate the idea of giving up ideals. As I fall asleep I sometimes make up moments in my future. The moments have changed and the future I picture now seems to be, empty, in comparison. Maybe I'm just having a bad day.

Dating as a Career

I've come to the conclusion that dating is like going for a job. OK it sounds cold, but stick with me. There's always one who needs the other more, sometimes the one hiring, sometimes the one applying. There's an interview process, not always long or extensive. You try to sum up who you are, but really its who you think they'd like to hire. At any part in the process you may get hired, or not, without any reason given. Once you have that new job, its exciting and challenging and your true work ethic begins to show as you learn how the business actually runs. You may still be shown the door, you may find another firm you like better, or you may settle in for the long haul, happy or unhappy with the status of your employment.