Three Months

It’s been a strange three months.

There was a guy. Now there’s not.

It’s been interesting. And educational. Likely the lessons will just seep into me and I’ll find myself unconsciously applying them in the future. But if I had to enumerate some of them, I’d say — Be less tolerant; be less willing to put up with certain things. Be less blind; learn to recognize the portents sooner — or, learn to act on them sooner, and once you’ve acted, stick to your guns. Listen to your gut when it’s telling you something’s wrong. There are too many guys out there for you to do otherwise.

The fact is, every situation is different, and life’s too murky to make concrete rules for yourself. But I can remember what happened. And I can hope I’ve become wiser. And I can hope I’m not so blind next time.

I don’t regret that any of it happened, though. Things happen and you move on. We are accumulations of experience.

The upshot is that I’m totally on the market again.

5 thoughts on “Three Months

  1. I only wish I didn’t live several states away. You’re handsome, smart and witty… and precocious in your casual wisdom. Hard to imagine a sexier combination.

  2. As a general rule, I find that dating sucks, but I don’t regret a single dating experience I had prior to meeting my sweetie. I truly believe they made me a wiser person and helped me learn more about myself and what I truly want in a partner.

    Keep on keeping on. Your match is out there somewhere. :-)

  3. I think it was Friedrich Nietzche who said “What does not kill me makes me stronger.”

    You’re getting stronger, and wiser, with every new experince.

    As for being “on the market” I wouldn’t worry too much about finding a boyfriend right away. Have fun, enjoy yourself.

    Mr. Right is out there somewhere, and he’s looking for you, too.

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