I’m skipping over the #2 reason I’m single for now. We just met and I think it’s awkward when virtual strangers spill their guts to each other. We will get there, I’m sure, but for now let’s leave that discussion between me and my therapist. (I’m 31, single, with insurance; of course I go to therapy!)
I am single because I am afraid I might miss out on life. I spend a lot of time day dreaming about my life. What if I win the lotto tomorrow, what do I really want to do? 9/10 times the answer is taking a town car to the airport, because a limo is tacky and the train smells, and hop on the first plane going anywhere. Okay not anywhere, maybe anywhere with a Four Seasons.
Awesome plan, right? Maybe walk the Camino de Santiago de Compostela, or meet a hot single Greek shipping magnet while sunning myself on the Almalfi coast. If I am in a relationship I can’t do this. If I am in a relationship I have to bring him along, consider his choices for the destination, or at the very least tell the nice Greek man, “No thank you, I will not go skinny dipping in the Mediterranean with you then run off to Nice to get married and divorced this weekend.”
I know a relationship will not doom me to a life in the suburbs with 2.5 kids and a Subaru. The challenge is I am 31 and if I want those 2.5 kids, I need to get a move on, I also need to reconcile that a relationship and children do not mean I won’t get to go to Cape Town someday.