So I was cleaning up files on my computer the other day and I came upon a list of potential date ideas. Not that I’m dating anyone, it was just like a bucket list of date ideas that I had. I guess maybe like the field of dreams, if I built the list, the dates would come.
Well that didn’t happen, and I’m starting to realize that’s okay. I am, who I am, and maybe who I am isn’t going to involve having a romantic partner in my life. So I was looking at my list and thinking about the different things that I had on there. They ranged from a picnic on the beach, sitting out at a fire pit, to going to places like Vegas and Disney. There were things like was binge watching certain television programs, going up to ice castles in Lincoln, walking the Freedom Trail to getting in the car an just going to wherever we ended up.
The list was varied, and I think I was up to fifty or so things when I stopped. I’m not sure why I stopped. Maybe I realized that the romance thing was never going to happen, I was and seem to be uninvolved into infinity. But something happened when I came across the list and started reading it. I don’t have to be involved to do these things. Yeah I can do them with friends, but I can also do them alone. There is a certain stigma to people doing things alone, and I’m starting to realize that is kind of stupid. If you want to do something, you should go and do it. It doesn’t matter if you have someone to do it with you. If you want to go out to eat, go out to eat. If you want to go on a trip, go on a trip. Life your life on your terms.
So I think I’m going to work on being alone, and doing things on my own. Maybe I’ll do stuff with people, maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll get into a relationship, and maybe I won’t. Either way it’s okay.