I had a revelation the other day.
--*Screeching halt*--
--Preface--
I don't intend this to sound in any way "Emo" or self-absorbed, I just mean it as plain an simple fact. When I'm not acting like a kid, I'm a realist. This leads me to very concrete, and sometimes disturbing ideas. One such idea, is that I may very well "die alone". Not necessarily by choice, but by consequence. I am a very solitary person, and as such I dont tend to meet many people. Those I meet, I meet at my coffee shop job. Since I work at said location, I choose not to date women I meet there. It makes life a whole lot easier. I have come to terms with this circumstance. I do not fear dieing alone. I am content with this.
--end preface--
Back to the original point:
I had a revelation the other day. I am most assuredly going to die alone. The reason is a culmination of two things:
1. I am looking for a woman who shares a good number of traits with me. This woman loves video games, loves writing/listening to music, insane crackpot theories involving the Zombie war that I feel is inevitable, she enjoys guns, has strong political viewpoints that are informed, educated, and well-thought, and will agree to disagree sometimes. The list goes on. I'm not saying she has to meet all of these criteria, but I would certainly like a few of these things to be true. Essentially, I want a woman that shares a good number of my qualities.
2. (this is where the problem comes in) This woman, being like me, spends a good portion of her time at home, and we will never cross paths.
--epilogue--
I'm not bitter about this. It's just a thought that had occurred to me. I thought it was interesting, and that I would place it somewhere others might see. If you made it this far, then I guess I made it an intriguing point as well.
--*Screeching halt*--
--Preface--
I don't intend this to sound in any way "Emo" or self-absorbed, I just mean it as plain an simple fact. When I'm not acting like a kid, I'm a realist. This leads me to very concrete, and sometimes disturbing ideas. One such idea, is that I may very well "die alone". Not necessarily by choice, but by consequence. I am a very solitary person, and as such I dont tend to meet many people. Those I meet, I meet at my coffee shop job. Since I work at said location, I choose not to date women I meet there. It makes life a whole lot easier. I have come to terms with this circumstance. I do not fear dieing alone. I am content with this.
--end preface--
Back to the original point:
I had a revelation the other day. I am most assuredly going to die alone. The reason is a culmination of two things:
1. I am looking for a woman who shares a good number of traits with me. This woman loves video games, loves writing/listening to music, insane crackpot theories involving the Zombie war that I feel is inevitable, she enjoys guns, has strong political viewpoints that are informed, educated, and well-thought, and will agree to disagree sometimes. The list goes on. I'm not saying she has to meet all of these criteria, but I would certainly like a few of these things to be true. Essentially, I want a woman that shares a good number of my qualities.
2. (this is where the problem comes in) This woman, being like me, spends a good portion of her time at home, and we will never cross paths.
--epilogue--
I'm not bitter about this. It's just a thought that had occurred to me. I thought it was interesting, and that I would place it somewhere others might see. If you made it this far, then I guess I made it an intriguing point as well.
BirthSchoolWork Death.
All of us, all our stories.
never alone.
just fan fiction.
helps to sell cereal.
Stab out for the clutch that seeks the same.
She may just be there, ocean growing, waiting for your line.
It's the fun the fiend allows us.