Saturday, August 01, 2009

Come Undone

I'm constantly amazed at those who think they're incomplete because they are single.

I fight a battle with those people who think they've failed some life test. Ultimately only one person can guarantee you happiness in this world. And that person is you.

While I admire couples for their tenacity and mutual love fests, I think that it's always important to know where you end, and your partner begins. I wonder, if after a while, that line can blur more than a little.

I'm going on holiday soon. I'm planning on lying on a beach for over a week. I plan on reading at least three books, and doing as little as possible. I'm also planning to do this alone.
Not to say that I wouldn't entertain a thought of meeting someone, but now (as always) I don't feel the need to make it happen. I'm happy in the art of making myself happy.

We'll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry...

6 comments:

Jacie said...

I would usually agree with you on this but the past few days I've been 'coming undone' (quite spectacularly if I do say so myself) with thoughts of whether I'll ever find anyone to have a 'proper' relationship with. I just seem to have been alone so long (8 years) and it would be so nice...
though I do always remember the line from Body Heat
Ned: I need someone to take care of me, someone to rub my tired muscles, smooth out my sheets.
Matty: Get married.
Ned: I just need it for tonight.
Great song - thanks

Fish said...
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Mark J said...

Perhaps coming undone simply gives you an opportunity to pick up the pieces and place them in a different order. We all have our bad days, but remember we have good days along the way as well. Hold on to the belief that things will get better for you - I'm sure you will find that out for yourself sooner rather than later. Take care Jacie :)

Mark J said...

Fish - why thank you :)

Nice to see your comments on my blog.

ren powell said...

I expect book reports. (Have a lovely vacation!)

Deadlyjelly said...

Mr J, mutual love fests are over-rated. Duvet rustling, external mucous, coffee mug rims on the furniture, having to relinquish the remote control. I wish you success in your quest to have a love fest with your very own self.

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