You know, sometimes I get really frustrated by being single. I find myself wanting to be somewhere else, further along in various aspects of my life, in a different life season and I get knotted up in frustration and impatience. I try not to use my blog as a vent space hence the long silence. But needless to say I’ve been there- on again off again, parked with the lights on, the whole nine. In the times of peace between outbreaks of war, I am better able to be sober of mind.

I love Disney- the theme park, music, and movies. I’d be lying to say that obsessively watching the movies didn’t give me skewed expectations of relationships and marriage. As a kid, I recognized the ‘happily ever after’ came through marrying into it. All I was waiting on was the perfect guy to stumble on by. It’s not like I didn’t read the directions: For a fulfilling life, just add life-sized helping of marriage to the perfect man. And voila, fulfillment a la’ carte. Needle