I can't sleep.
It's been a long time that I've been single, well... I've gone on a few dates here and there, seen some potential come and go, and been with some dead beats. Today as I looked over the river, surrounded by men dipping in their lures and casting out long... I got to thinking.
Thinking about my desires and needs, and how some of them are just not being met. I wondered if the single life was for me as I sat with this group of seemingly single older men fishing. Then I saw a couple strolling down the path, in one hand fishing rods, and each others hand in the other. That's what I want, that's what I need. These 'grumpy old men' scoffed at each other when one got a bite and reeled in a keeper. Sarcastic badgering at the one who hasn't been able to pull in a catch. They seemed miserable, and if they weren't single, they probably had an equally miserable wife sitting on the couch watching Judge Judy waiting for her 'catch' to come home, hopefully sober and before dinner gets cold.
Interesting how fishing in it's self is a good analogy for dating.. Anyways. The couple unfolded their chairs and pulled out an iced tea. I watched as he carefully bated her hook for her. You could tell by their actions that they did this on a regular basis, yet the routine was not dictated on their faces. They shared a little kiss before throwing in their lines.
That's what I want, to meet someone of my equal who wants to share in some of the things I enjoy, and who I can enjoy their past times that differ from mine. I like to have my separate things (don't get me wrong) but it's just nice to share in something. I'd like to say I am not looking for a 'serious' relationship, but in a small way I am. I am looking for something that has the potential to be serious at some point.
I can't say that I am actively out looking for it, I'm not the type to ask for something I need. I just wait for the offer, or wait for it to fall in my lap. I have to say, I am starting to lose patients. I'm not fishing, but throwaways seem to keep jumping in my boat. They're not all jerks, but nothing seems keepable, or they just jump back into the river them selves, or they just want to try and get a 'ride'.
Sigh.
It's been a long time that I've been single, well... I've gone on a few dates here and there, seen some potential come and go, and been with some dead beats. Today as I looked over the river, surrounded by men dipping in their lures and casting out long... I got to thinking.
Thinking about my desires and needs, and how some of them are just not being met. I wondered if the single life was for me as I sat with this group of seemingly single older men fishing. Then I saw a couple strolling down the path, in one hand fishing rods, and each others hand in the other. That's what I want, that's what I need. These 'grumpy old men' scoffed at each other when one got a bite and reeled in a keeper. Sarcastic badgering at the one who hasn't been able to pull in a catch. They seemed miserable, and if they weren't single, they probably had an equally miserable wife sitting on the couch watching Judge Judy waiting for her 'catch' to come home, hopefully sober and before dinner gets cold.
Interesting how fishing in it's self is a good analogy for dating.. Anyways. The couple unfolded their chairs and pulled out an iced tea. I watched as he carefully bated her hook for her. You could tell by their actions that they did this on a regular basis, yet the routine was not dictated on their faces. They shared a little kiss before throwing in their lines.
That's what I want, to meet someone of my equal who wants to share in some of the things I enjoy, and who I can enjoy their past times that differ from mine. I like to have my separate things (don't get me wrong) but it's just nice to share in something. I'd like to say I am not looking for a 'serious' relationship, but in a small way I am. I am looking for something that has the potential to be serious at some point.
I can't say that I am actively out looking for it, I'm not the type to ask for something I need. I just wait for the offer, or wait for it to fall in my lap. I have to say, I am starting to lose patients. I'm not fishing, but throwaways seem to keep jumping in my boat. They're not all jerks, but nothing seems keepable, or they just jump back into the river them selves, or they just want to try and get a 'ride'.
Sigh.
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Even if it's Cat in the Hat....
I have reached a point that I wonder if all women are completely psychotic. I seem to be a psycho magnet! I know there are sane women and women that are damn good people. I just never seem to walk into their lives when they are single. I am not claiming I am a saint or easy to get along with. I just am not as much of an asshole as I see some guys are. Yet they seem to have a happy relationship... or maybe, just maybe... Very few of these people are truly happy and they just feel that they need to put on an act in public. Guess my problem is I am a shitty actor