My friend S told me not too long ago that she gets through the bad dates in Manhattan (of which there are many, in case you can't tell from this blog), by telling herself that her future husband is out there, reading or watching TV, or preparing for bed. I found this idea sweet and hopeful, but I think this card more accurately reflects my feelings of the moment.
My particular rant of the day: what is up with all the twenty somethings that feel the need to get hitched? I just found out that my ex-boyfriend from high school just proposed to his girlfriend (who coincidentally, we also went to high school with, but they didn't start dating until they ran into each other two years ago randomly). If you really, truly want to spend the rest of your life with someone, what's wrong with waiting for a couple years to be sure - after all, you're going to have the rest of your life together anyway, right?
Obviously, I know couples who have "known" they were meant to be together from the very beginning of their relationships, and I totally understand and support their decisions to enter into matrimony. I just don't get the people who are rushing into marriage. I look at the decisions I made two, three years ago and I wouldn't trust that person to make a life-altering choice, so I don't particularly trust myself to know what's best for future self three years or ten years down the line.
Am I being too cynical?
Monday, January 28, 2008
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