Needful Things

People get so weirded out about how perpetually single I am; as if it's somehow sinful for me to actually be comfortable with my own company. I get all these random lectures about how it's not good to be alone and I should at least go out every once in a while and I want to tell them that they should at least back the fuck up cause....you know I really think misery loves company.

I see nothing appealing about these newfangled relationships that read shallow and untrue like some two-bit Negro love story. There is no ticking clock here; no need to bill and coo and...nest. I have my hands full as is. It goes without saying though that I'm willing to have my mind changed, but by whom? Because really...

I'm spoiled. Any one of my friends or family members familiar with my storyline will tell you that I've never had a regular boyfriend. I don't get mere men...I get characters. There's the god fearing romantic that morphed into a block-hugging ne'erdowell. There's the classic good boy who let the wrong girl change him...for the worst. There's the small-town thug with a kind heart...that seemed to beat only for me. There's the telekenetic genius that became decidedly...normal after all was said and done. And there's the one who...kissed like he never wanted the taste of me to leave his tongue.

To me they're all so archetypal, no one resembling the other. Their presence was never any mediocre thing...they all changed me in some way; shifted my life's course in some manner. I always tell people that my perfect man is the meld of all my ex-loves' standout qualities. Trust me, this is no easy combination.

But...oh how I want it/him...that person that's going to just...let me be. Feel that it's impossibly possible to get it. Know that it exists. And am willing to wait indefinitely...have been actually because I feel it's worth it.

So yeah...I'm just over here in my corner...chillin. Watching things unfold...knowing that soon comes more change.

I'm ready.

Posted by Lisa at November 6, 2006 07:53 PM