It was anything but hear the voice that says we’re all basically alone
Whe does it always seem to go back to relationships?
I’ve always thought that I’d be able to get through life never worrying about being in or out of a relationship, and that while not in one, would not necessarily miss out on too much - besides the obvious.
I’ve never been the type whose needed to be in a relationship every waking second, which is a good thing as it turns out, because I rarely find myself in one.
This past weekend I was in Belleville for an engagement party for one of my best friends. I couldn’t be happier for her, she deserves it. However, where my frustrations, for lack of a better word, lay in this particular sequence of events, was with the rest of the guests.
There was nothing wrong with them, I liked them all, hell, most of them were my friends. But there was one glaring difference between them and I that weekend, and it was sadly evident in just about everything that happened; I was the only single one there.
While the weekend revoved around fun and games, literally, I found myself to be left out. I had no partner for any game and felt like I was the third wheel in just about every conversation that took place. It sucked.
That being said, it was nice to not have to deal with the problems that were evident between various couples throughout the day. That’s all I’m going to say on the subject; it just would have been nice to have a companion. I guess that’s what call girls are for, but I don’t think I’m quite there yet.
In other news, I’ve taken to writing more of my book that I have started what seems like forever ago. It’s actually starting to take a little more structure and appears to have a firm focus; finally. I won’t tell you, or anyone else what it is about until it’s (hopefully) on book shelves one day. When that happens, I’ll sign a copy and make sure you get it for free.
Have I mentioned lately how badly I want to get out of St. Catharines so I can experience the next chapter of life? That was another thing that become oh so apparent this weekend, I need to move. There is so much out there that I cannot experience in my current situation, but at the same time I’ve been able to remind myself that what I’m doing now will only help that endeavour in the future. So, it’s not all bad.
I wish I had something more substantive to write about, but I’m actually drawing a blank here. It’s kind of frustrating to not be able to come up with something that I acutally give a shit about, ah well. There is something however, that will be dealt with later. I just have to figure out what exactly I’m trying to say, because right now I’m not entirely sure. But I’ll let you in on the topic, it has to do with that old ghotst.
Anyways, tomorrow’s Monday, my day from hell, so it’s time to hit the sack and try to get as much sleep as possible, because tomorrow will be long.
Good talk.
