Fragments of my Mind

I’m single. Yes, that’s right. I am single. No, I’m not dating. No, I’m not on Tinder, or, or Plenty of Fish, desperate to find the man of my dreams. No, I don’t flirt with my co-workers or ask my friends to set me up on blind dates. I am single, and I love it.

Okay, maybe that’s kind of strange in this day and age. Everybody seems to be with somebody. Many couples aren’t even happy, putting up with dishonesty and lying and cheating because they don’t want to be alone. Or there are the singletons who jump from relationship to relationship, or just from bed to bed, craving intimacy yet unwilling to commit. I just don’t understand any of it. I don’t want to settle. I want a perfect love, with somebody who I can trust and who thinks I am the best thing since sliced bread…

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