Sublimations

Back to my favorite topic. Romantic misery. I don't know what it is, probably the fact that it's summer and the weather is nice, but the usueal romantic trauma -o- meter is running high these days. I was looking at myself in the mirror today, and was wondering, "Who out there is destined for this person?" For so long I have tried to sublimate that question to so many people. Obviously, none of them have been correct. How much longer? How much longer will I have to feel stupid and hang out with my coupled friends all alone? You idiot, it's not about feeling stupid. It's about not feeling as complete as you could be, as you want to be. It's just crazy. Two of my best friends are engaged. Are they engaged to their soulmates, to the single people in the world that they are destined to be with? I don't know, sometimes I wonder. I bet they sometimes must wonder. If I've learned anything the past two years, it's that doubt is an essential part of the human experience. And it shouldn't be shied away from, it should be confronted, and questioned. I hope they know what they're doing. It's just old. A 20 year romantic drought. Well, if you consider that such feelings really only start at puberty, probably about a 8 year drought. But you get the idea. It's been a long time. And it's not something that can be forced. So, how much longer is it going to be? Is it ever going to be? I sure hope so.