I'm always looking forward to something. The end of my shift, the end of my work week, my tv show at 8:00, whatever. Sometimes I look forward to an hour-long event for MONTHS. Why can't I just be satisfied in the moment? I think I'm satisfied, until I remember that there's a baseball game on later, then I wish for the time to go by quickly...but time is short.
I'm 29 and I'm single, but every day I go to work, go to school, go home, and do it again the next day. When am I supposed to make life's next big transitions? Why are the girls I'm interested in already taken? Am I destined to be alone, eating Chunky soups, playing internet fantasy baseball on my free time? That sounds absolutely horrible for the long term. Am I going to be one of those dudes who puts off a social life for years, until he becomes unable to maintain normal relationships? Oh shit, I hope not. I mean, I'm already one of those dudes who dumped his entire social circle in search of a better crowd. The problem is, I still haven't even looked for, let alone found a comfort zone to call my own, and I keep getting older.
(This is some of the great stuff that goes through my mind as I try to fall sleep)
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