December 20, 2008

  • I have to wonder how many of my posts actually correlate to things I thought of that day or ideas that had been brewing in my head for a while. In any case.

    The part, I think, I hate most about being single is you simply don't have anyone to hold onto anymore. Not that it ever promises anything, but you don't have a person you can hug or be close to. I've always been, probably, too physical a person than for my own good (no sexual joke intended (heh, for once...)). But it's always unwise to simply jump for the next opportunity (as the past would remind me). Maybe I just miss the simple prospect of being with someone (though history would yet again remind me the unlikelihood of that).

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V32g3CwDHzg&feature=related