apologetics to alone-ness
So there is a pretty good chance that I am going to be alone for the rest of my life, all this despite all the efforts I have implemented to avoid such an eventuality. I know I am not ugly, detestable or dense. I have a pretty good head on my shoulder and enough physical attributes to render me, marketable. I have tried everything to increase my chances including altering the way I think about computers and the internet, if they handed out Nobel prizes for optimism, I¡¯d have 3 and a couple of nominations.
Internet, bars, churches, parks, friends of friends, classifieds, believe me, I have tried it all and combinations of one or 2 of those too. The thing is if it¡¯s not meant to be then it¡¯s not meant to be. This is just one of those things one can¡¯t ¡°will¡± to make it happen in every way of its meaning.
When it comes down to it, this is what I know. I want love, I need love, I haven¡¯t found love, I don¡¯t know where I can find it or when it will find me and there is nothing else I can do about that.
Should I regret my decision to move here where my chances of finding someone seem slimmer? The truth is that, this decision probably saved me from kissing a lot of frogs and contracting a lot of warts, given an assorted choice range, one tends to make hasty decisions and careless mistakes that ultimately ¡.I have grown here, I have been happy fulfilling my dreams. I wish I too could have my cake and eat it too but unfortunately I am one of those chosen to take it one piece at a time.