Friday Night

Some people want to be rich. Some want to be powerful. Some want to be champion at some sport.

Right now literally all you want tonight is to hold someone you care about and watch a movie. Any movie. More. Less. You don’t even care anymore.

It literally never works for you. Never. You’ve tried every way that you can think of, but no one you’re interested in is interested in you, and you’re not interested in those who might be.

You’ve tried to get past the latter on occasion and hurt some really nice girls. Not gonna do that again because now that will be taking advantage of them.

Life is an adventure that you want to share with someone else. Someone that you love and trust completely. The overwhelming majority of people on the planet have it and you don’t.

And honestly it doesn’t look like that’s going to change soon. Frankly it’s getting insulting. Why be who you are?

You were meant to love someone. Be a good man and eventually a good husband. Maybe even a good father but you’ve given up on that.

Another Friday night. You’ve done the bar thing. The Match thing. The volunteer thing. The church thing.

Because you don’t believe in settling. And your standards are high, but there are plenty of women who could meet them.

Another Friday night. Yeah this is why you stay late. Try to build a career. To save up to have vacations you spend alone. Weekends.

Run the numbers. You’re statistically halfway to the grave, and she’s nowhere in sight.

You have the kind of happiness that you will be fine no matter what at the end of the day. God owes you nothing, and you have infinitely more to be thankful for than to wish for.

But even the Bible in its first story tales of someone lonely who wished to have a companion to share their life with.

This is getting so fucking old. Either she is missing in action or you just don’t have it together yet. You’ve got to stay positive and find a way to get whatever it is together. Just don’t hurt anyone.

Just don’t hurt anyone.