Emptiness and Loneliness are words we use to describe ourselves when we can not be content with being alone. I could probably be described as feeling one or both of those words most days. But I'm not looking to receive pity, fuck that, but I am looking to express it. Hence the blog posts...
I smart friend of mine told me to make a list. On this list he told me write down everything that I want in a woman. He told me to stick to the important things, the things that I would not budge on, and don't worry about being shallow. So I did and I came up with I thought was a reasonable list. It includes things like; intelligent and witty, spontaneous but responsible, fit and good looking, compassionate and kind. And a few other things.
Great now I have my list so what's next? Well, my intelligent friend told me to now write a new list of what that woman would want in a man. That list I have not completed. It's kind of hard to complete when you begin to realize you don't match many of the descriptors you're writing down.
Am I saying I am undeserving? Fuck no! But that second list identified things that I want to improve in myself. Things that I never would have thought about without that context.
I hope something made sense, if not I can at least be content in knowing that not many will read this!
Night