Sky scrapers and billboards decorate the Manhattan sky as a camera pans over the city. In a not so quaint bar four friends feed the voids in their lives with anecdotes and cosmos. In the end they have each other...and really nice shoes, six digit incomes and fame. Oh did I mention really really rich friends? If singledom were fabulous we would all be single but let's face it, most of us have to work to eat and keep a roof over our heads and that is significantly harder without a partner in crime. Not to mention the world seems to want us to pair up and procreate. That being said we the female race inevitably gravitate back to the dating scene in a desperate search of something that will take care of us and possibly buy us those cute, sparkly four inch stilettos!
I suppose I am writing this out to prove that it is possible to be single and happy, but also to give an insight on how to evade the grasp of societies structured hand and how to manipulate your way through life as it is tough as single independent woman. I should mention that I have been single for two and half years now and I should probably define my term of single before the lot of you think I am some crazy cat lady who doesn't leave the house. Now I am not saying I don't date, have sex or cuddle. I am just saying I have no commitments and enjoy my own company. I don't plan on being single for ever but I don't believe in a biological clock or that I should have to settle. I am a cool person, I like my company. That is the key first step after a break up or whatever it is that makes you not want to be with someone, so grab that sexy ass of yours and doll it up for a stroll down somewhere densely populated with the male species!
Ok maybe we should slow down here. You probably need to cry and eat chocolate ice cream with some girlies. Maybe watch a violent film and get back to that hobby you had before you devoted the majority of your spare time to that someone. Seriously just find something because you are incredibly boring and one dimensional otherwise and my friends this is not good for self esteem. Take the opportunity to discover who you are, especially if you are a serial dater and have been in commitments for the majority of your adult life. I hate how people say it's like learning to ride a bike. If that were true where are my training wheels, knee pads and helmet? I would say it's more like failed suicide where you throw yourself off a cliff into a jungle heels and all. You don't really expect to survive but there's no going back either. Keep it that way toots!
So now your eyes are almost back to their non puffy selves and your friends and family are no longer up your ass about what happened and yada yada. Time to head to the LC to get some wine and pick up some flowers along the way. Get rid of that novelty of flowers. Seriously they are just over priced dying plants that look pretty and smell nice sometimes. If you can justify buying diamonds for yourself, pick up some flowers, same thing. It's the little things you do for yourself that make you realize how awesome you are and that your place looks really nice! The wine may have something to do with that too but hey, you got a bottle of wine that doesn't have to be shared.
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