Love, it's been so long.

My mom emailed me on Valentines day to ask me if I had any special plans. “How was your day? Date? For sure you had a wonderful one with someone special!” She’s so adorable it makes me want to puke. It’s quite funny though, I feel like I was asked that seven million times over the past weekend. Plans with someone significant? Mmm. Nope. Nobody checkin’ me/I’m checkin’ them? Mmm. Can’t say that I do/I am. And then I get the response of, “that’s so surprising.”

But… is it really? What are people really implying? They’re surprised nobody’s scooped up this little bundle of joy over here? Thiiisss guuuyyyy??!? Lol. I’ll skip the part where I flatter myself with all my most attractive and likable traits.

I’m honestly shrugging right now because I feel that it shouldn’t be a surprise that one in a disposition as myself can be single… and choose to be single… and be really happy being single. Perhaps my mom says those things from that standpoint that one, she is my mother, and two, she grew up with boys calling, boys hanging out at the house, or me having a boyfriend.

Is it really so surprising that a 21 year old independent woman trying to conquer the world would find herself… doin’ it up solo? I don’t think so. If anything, I feel like that makes the most sense.

I’m not looking for love. I’ll wait for it. The inciting incident has yet to arrive.
Until then, there is some chicken noodle soup waiting upstairs to soothe my poor flu-stricken frail body.

I’ve spoken my piece.
Peace.

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