10/25/2009

i’m back from bermuda and wondering why i didn’t think about brian once while i was away.  this occurred to me tonight, while i was leaving kristina’s apartment and saw him walking in from his car.  could it be that a week without him was what i needed to give me the strength to be finished with this awful situation?

i had a lot of time to think this past week (there isn’t a whole lot to do while stuck on a cruise ship with people you don’t particularly enjoy) and i’ve come to the conclusion that i am, in fact, destined to be alone forever.  this is my gut feeling at this point in my life, and my gut feelings are very rarely wrong.  sometimes i’m ok with this lot in life, while other times i’m lonely and wish that things were different.

i constantly wonder what it is about me that repels men.  i guess it’s time for some soul searching.  good thing i’ll have the rest of my life to do it.