What happens when the memories you so desperately try to avoid, are the best one's you've ever had? What do you do when you're on a train and the smell of a stranger's perfume transports you to a Saturday morning, riding bikes and seeing movie matinees? What happens when you hear the sound of water splashing against the dock and you're momentarily on a beach in California, the sun shining on your skin, the sound of her laugh filling the empty space. What do you do to keep those hauntingly wonderful dreams from flooding your brain as you close your eyes at night?
As most of you know, this isn't my typical blog format but when I sat down to write this, I couldn't put it into enough words to even form a complete paragraph. The feelings came out in this format and I decided to leave them be. I think each of us has a few "demons" we fight pretty regularly. Now you all have seen some of mine. I hope it helps anyone who is struggling with some of the same things I do on a daily basis.
On Friday, June 7, hundreds of thousands of people flooded Dunkin' Donuts stores around the country and posted selfies with little round circles of sugar and dough to celebrate "National Doughnut Day". Last week on October 3, so many #NationalBoyfriendDay posts popped up on my feed, I was convinced I was in some social experiment to send subliminal messages in hopes of "straightening me out". Today is global mental health awareness day, and you know what. People aren't posting shit.
Hurricane Florence hit the Carolina's this weekend and it seems every time a storm like that hits there's at least one story of one person who refused to evacuate their home and the rescue squad being unable to reach them.
To all of you fellow singletarians out there (made that word up, pretty good right?) don't keep wondering when your "Mr./Mrs. Right" will come along. Just keep running your own race. The right person will keep up. The wrong person will fall behind. But either way, you'll be the one reaching the finish line.