How do I feel? Disappointed. But good. I made a comment that this guy (don't mind labeling him as a rebound, now that it's over) showed me that there are smart, witty, sexy and interesting men out there - well, now I've met two of them. I've met two of three billion and I'm complaining? Ha! Mkay. English speakers - make that 500 million. Call it a tenth, for age's sake? Or a fifth? 25 million. And intelligence? 250,000. Even if I keep cutting, let's say there are two-hundred and fifty men that could be exactly what I'm looking for. Well, fuck. And if I'm gonna find one of those two-fifty I've got to date something like a thousand. Fuck. Better get started. :)
Life is good.
I should stop thinking that every man is The One, but rather focusing my time on determining if he's even one of thousands that could make me happy. And this guy probably wasn't, but even if he was and I fucked it up, I've got plenty of options.
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