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    Michel D   The sky is falling

    11.5.04 -  02:53

     
    So you found a girl
    Who thinks really deep thoughts
    What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?


    I used to think that Tori... but not anymore. I used to want a girl that had really profound thoughts and shared them with me, but as I've mulled it over in the palms of my brain, passing the concept tangibly from hemisphere to hemisphere, I don't anymore. I'm afraid that I'll never be enough for a woman who thinks really deep thoughts; that I'll always let her down because I'll never satisfactorily keep up. I really just want someone who will talk to me, and not talk down at me. Somebody who will actively remain in a conversation with me.

    Actually, I'm not looking for anyone right now. I'm trying to rekindle, to encourage that feeling of self-worth that I had my first two years of undergrad... I was single and I was happy that I was single, because the world was brilliant and full of delicious possibilities. Now at 26 minus 43 days, something in my head has equated singlehood with failure... That has got to stop, Being single isn't failing, it's discriminating.


    Looking back... I can't believe that I began this blog to impress a girl with my "really deep thoughts".

    I'm glad I didn't impress her.
     

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