sssssingle.
The thing about my job is that I have a lot of alone time depending on where I end up. I'm ending week 2 of being away from home and I still have 2 more weeks to go. I'm in a city where I know no one and it's a Friday night in a downtown hotel. I've got some John Mayer "Continuum" playing and I can't help but feel a little reflective. It also came from my mom's news about the local paper.
mom: guess what's in the paper
mom: :(
me: what?
mom: jay's engaged.
me: yah, I knew that already.
Jay was a guy I dated in high school for about a year and a half and my parents LOVED him. Nobody has compared to him and I think secretly they all wished he and I would find our ways back to each other again. I think their hopes were raised last year when we met up for lunch one summer day, but there wasn't anything there. He and I are not the same people we were and I've always been ok with our break up. I initiated it and it was so long ago now I barely remember it all.
I think it's now starting to become a little more evident that my parents are hoping I settle into a relationship sooner than later. With all of the health scares my dad's had this year, I definitely feel the pressure. On a night like this, it would be nice to call home to someone and tell him that I miss him and can't wait to come home.
This entry might come off like I'm in a funk...I'm not, I've just been thinking. And it's rainy and dark and I'm listening to moody music :) All is well with my world....tomorrow I head out with my cool new umbrella and battle the rainy streets while I explore the city.