Once again I am giving a re-birth to this boring sight. It really has to do with the fact that I am single once again, and am in the process of re-obtaining my life. There is a lot of shit that I could vent about right now, but I won’t; I may blurt it out at a later time, but for now, there are bigger things on my mind. The one thing that I really feel I should mention is that a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders and I can finally breathe. I have been happier this week than I have been in a LONG, LONG time.

I have noticed one major difference between being engaged and obligated to someone, and being single and free…

When you are engaged it seems like your whole life is planned out before you. At first it is very confining and you feel a bit closterphobic, then it begins to grow on you and it turns into a sense of security. You finally feel like you belong in this sick world. (However, in my case, it was all false; every little bit of it was a pathetic joke; a lie if you will.)

Now that I am single I feel completely different. I have a Twilight Zone sense of reality. All the bindings that kept me restrained have been broken, but now there isn’t much around; I feel deserted. I know that this feeling is just temporary, and will go away soon enough; it’s only been just over a week for crying out loud. The scary part about being single after being in a relationship for so long, is not the fact that you don’t have that security anymore, it’s that there is so much you get to chose from. When you are with someone, everything is planned out (or as planned as anyone can make it); when you are single, every second is a new adventure. You never know what path you are on, or where things will lead you.

On thing is for certain, whatever lies ahead is definitely going to be better than what I just went through. You can guarantee that it’s rated up there with my fucked up JJ experience. Bizarre enough, the person that Rory seemed to despise most, is the person he’s most like.

The summation of my most recent discovery:
I know where I have been but I have no clue where I am headed…
But wherever I am headed I shall share the tale of my journey one again.