Hopeless Romantic

I gotta whole lot of love and I don't want to give it to you.

Where is my blog going? I started this blog to share my life with the world. The hectic life of a full time CPhT, nursing student, marketing/PR specialist, single girl in a small lake town with big dreams. Somewhere in the chaos, my thoughts became focused on the "single" part and forgot about the rest. I can't fight it though. I am a self proclaimed hopeless romantic. I love love. I love the idea of being whisked away to a wonderful place with a wonderful person (can't really say guy because to be honest, the jury is still deliberating on that one). Maybe one day someone will rescue me from myself. If they can take me away for just one moment in time, maybe I'll share my love.

The closer I get to 30, it becomes increasingly harder to sit back and let things happen. I am so quick to rush something that should come naturally. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I am living life at the normal pace and everyone else is moving in slow motion. Wedding bells are the last thing on my mind. I just want to share some good times with a wonderful person. I want to walk to the lake and talk about everything and nothing. I want to dress up and have dinner at the park. I want to skip opening night at the theater to watch a Lifetime movie at home. I have all of these ideas and no one to share them with.

Since I have managed to depress myself, looks like it is time to say "eff my life" and bury my pain in a pint of Ben & Jerry's Half Baked. Perhaps a gallon.