As I expect that readership to my blog is at an all time low (read = 0 )... I feel like it is once again a safe space to put some thoughts that I've been having into the interwebs.
Since leaving the mountain village and re-inserting myself back into society, I have been busy at work, and not at work. I've been traversing the ins and outs of living back in the first world.
Thinking about why I'm single, definitely a first world problem.
When I was living in China, I always thought about how I was going to wash my underwear and what method I would be cooking potatoes for the day. Never why I wasn't meeting strangers to call my gray space acquaintance of more than a friend, not maybe not anymore than that.... more on that later .
For two years, I thought more of how to continue to exist in general with an emphasis on how not lose any more hair.
Well, after many moves, from China to Atlanta, and Atlanta to three separate houses in the Mission of San Francisco, I'm happy to say that I finally have the luxury to think about why I'm single.
1. My day job is talking to strangers. Post work, I like silence with a side of Vanderpump.
2. I want to establish a connection too quickly and often bypass the expected period of considering someone a stranger. If we have a great initial conversation, I'm going to assume that I can ask you to take off your pants - regardless of gender.
3. I'm set in my ways. I want to do what I want do and when I want to do it.
#thisiswhyImsingle is one of my favorite thoughts of the past month. I'm afraid if I think it any longer.... this might actually become a problem. Welp, whatever.
