There’s a tiny part of me that feels a little pleased when people who put on a façade of having a perfect relationship or marriage have it fall apart. Or people who were together for a very long time still end up breaking up. It’s comforting to know that no one is immune from getting dumped.

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surreal is the only word I can come up with to describe how it feels when someone you knew from childhood, someone your age, passes away. it’s a different kind of sadness to process. one minute they’re here, living their life, the next they’re gone. no matter how many times it has happened, it still fills me with shock. because any one of us could be next. and it will never be something anyone can get used to, not at this age. we’ve only lived a third of our lives.

too many of the good die young.

If I bother trying online dating again in the future, this is the perfect profile description:

Congratulations, you’ve stumbled upon my profile! Which means you have excellent taste and you’re going to meet your future wife. BUT IT WON’T BE ME. Why? Because I am the one before the one. We’ll exchange some texts and go on a few great dates, and then BAM you’ll meet your future Mrs. I don’t know how or why, however I’ve been bestowed this gift of being an involuntary matchmaker, without ever meeting the other person that I set you up with. Cheers!

And my tagline will be:

Your future girlfriend should thank me.

 

happy birthday to me! I survived the first year of my 30s. And what it a year it has been…

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