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The busiest man on the planet who does nothing is back with another twisted adventure into the mind of a cynic. I think I saw someone post about this topic a while ago. I saved one line in my phone and I can’t find the source at all. So bear with me, my integrity as a journalist is at stake here!
Also, I think this blog has been labeled as a “Dating Advice Column” but I would like to stress that I merely like to write about marital relationships because I find them interesting. I also would like this blog to be about all sorts of relationships. This post leans more towards relationships in general, not just the sexy kind.
More after the jump.
I’m terrible at opening things up, I just feel the need to apologize that I’m not writing every day. On the other hand, no one is sending me money… So really, there is no one to apologize to.
I was explaining to a friend that I don’t write every day because I’m trying to write every post from the heart. It takes a lot out of you and sometimes, it’s just not there. He said it sounded “Artistic” and “Gay.” But if I’m not that, then what am I?
The other day my friend Nick posted this story to his Facebook feed entitled “Are We All Just Looking For Someone That Doesn’t Exist?”
I’m going to break this article down into nothingness in defense of love and finding that perfect person. Maybe because I’m a romantic. And a hopeless one at that. And artistic and gay. I’m a lot of things, apparently. However, I am right. You don’t have to settle and if you don’t, you won’t die alone. This is what I scream in the shower every night.
And hey, look! I used some italics instead of capitalizing the words I’m stressing. I must be some kind of fancy writer. Follow me to the jump and let’s take this issue deep. Something your mother can relate to.