Four years ago, I decided to move to Boulder for writing school. That girl four years ago thought things were going to go the way she wanted them to go. I thought for sure I would be working at a publishing company, living in a studio downtown, and dating. Here I am a single gal living in a pandemic.
I recently graduated from the fancy writing school that didn’t do much for me. I later found out, I wasn’t weird enough to fit into the group. Always have been a challenge for me, trying to find a group I fit into. I wanted to go write where the beat poets wrote. I wanted to be a cool poet and write all these poems that people thought that were super amazing. Well, that didn’t work out so well for me.
This pandemic, has been a challenge for everyone. You really start to think about your life when you are watching tv all day and have nothing to do. Only so many episodes on Netflix can entertain a person. I have thought about how I’m on the right path in my life. I have thought about how I don’t like what’s going on in my life. It’s a huge rabbit hole to go down. I’ve been up and down that rabbit hole too many times.
So here I am, writing a blog about my single life. My inspiration is “Sex in the City”. I’ve been watching this show since high school. I absolutely can’t wait for the next new show to come out.
I ended up working in a hospital for job security. Right now it’s not a good time to chase the dream job. It’s important work, the healthcare system needs people. I have more stories than I ever thought I would have about work. Stories I can’t talk about because of hippa. Everyday there is always something with a patient.
At work, I always get asked… “Why is someone with an English degree working in healthcare?”
Well, the pandemic changed all that.
Yellow roses are a sign of friendship. Yellow roses mean warmth and happy thoughts. Yellow roses remind me of a close of relationship with my aunt and her close relationship with her grandmother. I sometimes think that this world is about close relationships that we build in our circle.
I recently received yellow roses, I told him that they are my favorite. The best part is that he remembered. We’ve started out as friends and got to know each other that way first. It’s important to build a friendship, before the romance starts.
The dating world has been a challenge for me. Dating was different from than I thought it was going to be. Maybe I expected too much out of the men I was dating. I have always been told that I’m attracted to certain type of man. Aren’t we all attracted to certain types of people? For the longest time, I kept thinking that there was something wrong with me. Why couldn’t I date the right guy?
Finding the right guy is not easy. The nice right guy is hard to find. There for a while I thought he was an urban legend. I’ve been waiting a long time for this urban legend. For the longest time, I would watch my friends meet these nice guys and I would think about someday I will meet a nice guy. I would tell myself to have patients. It will happen when I’m not expecting it.
Well, it definitely happened when I wasn’t expecting it.
The first time he brought me yellow roses, my heart dropped. He remembered why yellow roses are important to me. My uncle would look at my aunt in a way that someone would want to be looked at.
Desire, want, fulfilment.
That is the kind of love that I want, he looks at me in that way.
I found my urban legend.