Party like it's....

Well hell I guess I'm about 11 years too late for that huh?Last year saw too many hard changes but I guess you have to come out the other side to to realize the extent of the drama. There's no denying the pain was gut wrenching but it's a relief to be able to say, for the most part I'm over it. Not that I'd volunteer for Keith and I to be friends, heck I still think he's a lying cheating weasel and an opportunistic user of the first order, but at least the mere mention of him doesn't stab like an ice pick and I no longer have random urges to pick up the phone and call at 1 am when I can't sleep again. Oh and YAY!!! after a year I'm sleeping again :)

Dating as ever is strange. I've met wonderful guys, and maybe it's me... but everyone seems to be in a rush. I reconnected with the college exfiance (now married with kids) on facebook and realized how the most solid relationships I had weren't based on empiracle match worthiness on paper. We had the ability to have a really deep conversation. We shared a give and take on a level that didn't judge ideas, but rejoiced in creating them, shaping them and sharing them. I know at almost 30 I ain't getin' younger... but I still want to marry my best friend and not just settle for not being alone.