It is friday. And that means I need to lighten this week up a little with a bit of a fun post! Being a friday it is usually the night people snuggle up on the couch and watch a movie with their loved ones. It is when the singles hit the town and do the pash and dash. Well not too sure if that happens, or if that is something I think about doing just for some shits and giggles! Or it is when you feel sorry for yourself and sit alone with a glass of wine and dream of mr right, or mrs right!
I have had the girl talk about boys to a few of my closest friends. There comes a time when you feel ready to share your happy self with the opposite sex. I feel I could dance with someone. Make them laugh. Make them happy. And in turn hopefully have all of that back.
A friend sent me the above quote. It is from The Notebook Doodles. My awesome, and I mean all kinds of awesome girlfriend, told me that she believed this is me, and an awesome guy will fill in the rest. She told me that I will cry when I read it. And that I did. I cried because it is me, and I cried to think that my friend sees this in me. I guess I am a little open and naked to my closest friends. And maybe to the world on here, but of course there is so much more to me than this blog!
I would like awesome. I would like all kinds of awesome. Does that mean I have to start parading myself? Now that sounds funny! But I guess that is what animals do. I would prefer to go about my life and hope for someone to notice me. But how do you notice someone without knowing about them? Knowing who the person truly is?
We shop online. What are your thoughs of placing yourself on a shelf to be picked and scanned? How do you put into words who you are? Words are not enough. How do you say who you are without sounding cheesy. I am not into competition. I would like to be the only piece of fruit on the shelf.
A few friends suggested online dating. What are your thoughts of being another piece of fruit on the shelf?
Personally..... I love to live life by the seat of my pants. I love to pack up my car, and just go. I love to breathe each day. Live with spontaenatity. Dance on my own. And one day have someone ask me to dance. With no words. No cheesy words. No competition. Go with the flow. And let life be what it is.
Time for wine.... and not feeling sorry for me. I have too much living to do. I am happy in my own skin and my own company!
do you want to dance?