Sunday, November 16, 2008
Pirate Metaphors Ahoy
I cant really be arsed, would have been a more honest answer to the question asked.
Thankfully age and experience has afforded me many a stoic face, stored away for occasions when friends ask if they can set me up.
How can I say that I'm interested, when I don't know the person concerned? Then, moments later, they admit that they don't even know her either....
"She's a friend of my cousins - she doesn't have any baggage", claimed my friend.
"I think she's thirty six or something - no kids".
On the inside I'm not even running for the hills; I cant be arsed you see.
Though all my years here I've realised a few things about what I want, and more importantly what I don't want. There's nothing in my strike out list that rules out baggage, kids, or age; my list is much, much more specific. Those other things don't matter.
I know what I want.
While I'm not that open to meeting people with a view to a long term relationship, I am into meeting new people. This faux "arranged marriage" only benefits those looking on - perhaps feeling they are doing their bit to save you from a life of solitude.
I have something to tell you; single it's not as bad as it's cracked up to be.
So what do I want ? All I ask is a ship and a star to steer her by. Who's to know where, or how long this journey will take. I know this feels right for me now - hand on the tiller with the occasional sharp coral reef lurking just below the surface.
Did I mention the bloodthirsty sharks?