Someone...

Hello, my name is Random Rambler and I am addicted to running. Not exercise running, but just running around. I cannot sit still for anything. Every time I say that I'm going to rest, I end up doing something. Regardless of if it's going to the movies, cleaning up, going over a friend's house...it doesn't matter. When I was in my early 20's it didn't matter but now that I'm getting older, I'm starting to feel it a lot more. An average weekend for me consists of me going to at least 3-4 events on a Saturday and another 2 on Sunday (including church). Something's gotta give...I keep telling myself that when I meet someone, I won't feel the need to always be out and about. Someone once told me that I'm afraid to be alone...and I don't think that's a far-fetched idea.

I know that I'm not alone. I always have my friends, my family, my line sisters, and a whole world of strangers that I randomly talk to when I'm out and about, but I'm starting to really feel the growing void of not having that romantic companionship in my life. I keep busy so that I don't think about it, but I can only hide so much and for so long before it catches up to me. I'm grateful that I'm not one of those people who will accept anything or anyone just for the sake of companionship. I have to stick to my standards (which I don't think are astronomically high). I'm going to be completely honest, it gets very discouraging seeing the hoes get chose ladies with not so high standards in committed relationships, and all of these dating disasters are starting to get to me. How many freaking frogs does it take to get to the prince? Just trying to keep the faith and know that whoever is for me, will be brought to me in His time and not my time. But, I'm pretty impatient... It sure doesn't help when men are like "You're single? You can't be single? Why hasn't someone snatched you up?" (If I knew the answer then maybe I wouldn't be so single! sooo...annoying)

Bright Side: I am continuing to focus on the good things that are in my life. I graduate from grad school in December (Hooray because that was the longest Fall, Spring, Summer I, Summer II, Fall EVER!!!),