valentine's day

There are times when the only person in the world you can look to is yourself. There are times when the only thing you want to do is jump into your bed with your teddy bear and cry until your tear ducts are empty. At times like those it’s helpful to know that somewhere in the world, someone else’s day is going worse. Someone in the world doesn’t even have a bed to get into. Still, you feel like you are the only one in the world who doesn’t have a date for Valentines Day

I am worried that the love of my life will be Carry Grant and old black and white movie heros. This worries me to the depth of my soul. I consider myself to be a loving person, with a warm and affectionate heart. Yet none of these features have been able to come to the forefront of my day to day life in a romantic sense.

I know that I'm not the only one who feels this way. A friend had a similar topic on his blog, i wont reveal his 'secret identity', but i will share his pearls of wisdom.

"I've been sailing the sea far too long solo. A desire for a gal to spend endless hours in each other's company increases daily. That special someone to be with during times, good and bad. Someone: To discuss the uneventful happenings of a Monday. To share a jacket with on a chilly day. To play the piano for. To exchange witty remarks at the most inappropriate times. To hold close and let them know how unique they are to this world. So why doesn't our beloved narrator be a man and GO FOR IT? Simple. It will never happen that way. "

well hes a pessimist, and im an optimist, but the basic theme still stands. during a time of the year when so many people seem to have found love, the question on the table is 'whats wrong with me?' and if there is nothing wrong with me then why have i been single for so long? i know that there are no concrete answers to these questions, but it helps to ask them in a space outside of my head. if anyone has any ideas as to why this phenomena has made itself comfortable in me, please impart your wisdom, i need it.