Tuesday, October 11, 2011
However, I am very good at finding things to procrastinate. Yesterday I discovered a series of articles from 2009 that the New York Times ran on modern love. How my generation defines love. And... it was heart breaking.
And, if you are interested, here are the links to the two articles that did it:
Heart Breaker #2
My older sister got married when she was 19. I was 7. I thought "Ok, I guess you get married at that age." when I hit 19, I realized that I was NOT ready for marriage. There was no way. But maybe by my mid-20's.
My other older sister got married at 24. I was 22. I thought "No way. No way do I want to get married any time soon. I have too much I want to do. But maybe by the time I'm 26."
26 has come and almost gone. And dating in this city is hard. And a lot of the time, I'm really lonely. And one by one my friends are getting married. And yet... somehow I've maintained hope that he's out there somewhere. Until yesterday. Those evil articles made me realize that I'd better get used to the idea that it might just be lil old me for a while. And so maybe I'd better go ahead and make a life for myself that I love... and maybe, if I'm lucky, one day when I'm happy just being me... He'll find me.