Saturday, April 2, 2011

Unexpected Inspiration

I’ve never really considered writing a blog. There was nothing I had to share that warranted more than the occasional Facebook or Twitter update. But within a year’s time, I moved to South Florida (in a relationship), had my heart broken, proceeded to “date” a complete waste of time on and off for nearly seven months, finally saw the light and have since gone from one-time encounter to one-time encounter with members of the opposite sex. I say encounter because the word date is becoming more endangered by the day, and in no way describes what I’m talking about. Please don’t misunderstand, because I am not talking about one-night stands. Any one that knows me will tell you that that is definitely not my style. I’m talking meeting a “friend of a friend” at the bar and then proceeding to go hang out and make out til 5am, adding them on Facebook, and never talking to them again. Making out with randoms is definitely not one-night stand material, but it’s not exactly classy. The stories that I’ve accrued from the last year, I’m beginning to realize, are definitely worth sharing. And they all stem from me being single…which appears to be the new four-letter word. Just ask my married, engaged, and coupled up friends. After all, you’ll probably see them before I will. The thing is, despite some of the horror stories that have come from my single-hood, I’m kind of loving it. It’s a shame being single has such a bad rap, because if you make the most of it, it can really be a blast….and you can also get some really good stories to share with anyone who wants to listen…or in this case, read.

I’m not going to go back in time to a year ago and try and catch you up on how I got from there to here. One, you probably don’t care and two, I really don’t want to rehash it. The past is the past, right? So my next entry will only go back to Thursday, also known as the worst date ever. While I’m still in recovery from the disaster that it was, rest assured, it can only be seen as what-movies-are-made-of material for you. Until then, if you’re single, enjoy it…and if you’re not, enjoy that too.

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