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The Space In Between: Dating Purgatory
I’ve spent the last month on a dating detox. I started out so optimistic too, read for yourself. In the midst of forsaking all things dating oriented I went on a break. Yes, from a man who I’m not dating. I’ve affectionately referred to him as Big Fun. In the beginning it was fun. Then I decided to nix that and call him Big Disappointment. It went from fun to disappointing. I’ve decided to drop any word after Big from here on out a la’ Sex & the City and go with Big. Why didn’t I think of this sooner? Well because true inspiration happens when and how it happens. You can’t rush it.
We know how the Carrie/Big story goes & how it ends. This however is not that story. Dating outside of the confines of hundreds of pages of a beloved scripted drama goes a little differently. I do think the odds are in our favor to find love however I don’t think it’s with the men we have to put in a headlock to make it happen with.
Close your eyes and picture, putting the object of your affection in a headlock to get him to feel what you feel. This has basically been my approach.
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Needless to say finding myself yet again, all comfy in dating purgatory, isn’t exactly new territory.