Marco...
Marco...
Anyone still out there?
Anyone still remember this old blog?
It's been over 2 years since I last blogged...2 YEARS. How does that even happen?
Well, obviously, I didn't make it to 50 dates that year. Sorry to spoil any fantasies you may have had about me hitting the love jackpot, but that didn't happen either. So what have I been doing all this time? Well, here are the cliff notes:
-More dating in LA
-Left LA (left my job)
-More dating
-Traveled in Europe
-Moved to TN
-More dating in TN
-Started work again with my old company (while living in TN)
-More TN dating in between traveling for jobs
I promise I have been dating. I haven't given up. Even though I'm pretty sure the universe has politely tried to tell me to throw in the 'ole dating towel, I continue to persevere. Or I just like the pain of it all.
I have been on lots of dates here in TN, and I have often said to friends and family that nothing has been "blog-worthy." Seems as though in LA I had more dating blunders or dating stories I couldn't wait to tell. TN dating has just been uneventful. Nothing bad, nothing good. But who am I to be depriving my loyal and ravenous fans (chuckle, chuckle) the joys of reading about dating life?
We converge here in the online community to connect, to share, and to be thankful. And I need to do my part; I'm here to make you thankful that you are not still in the dating world. However, if you are single and reading this blog, maybe we can brave the journey together. So here I am again, humbly presenting you the adventures of a 30-something navigating the murky, salty, and sometimes shark-infested waters of dating.
Tonight I had a date. It was a 2nd date actually. We went to The Pharmacy, a hip new beer garden in East Nashville that has been getting rave reviews.
In the warmer weather, they have an outside "beer garden" that looks just heavenly.
We sat inside and had beer and burgers. I mean that is what you do at a beer garden, right?
The date went fine. He is nice. The place was nice. The beer was nice. The burger was nice. It was...nice.
I honestly have no complaints about the date, but as always, it felt like something was missing. And as I drove home, I felt myself pondering a lot.
Where did I go wrong?
(we'll address this another time, thanks)
Are there really soul mates in life?
I'm a romantic, but you knew that right? I have always believed in soul mates. I want to believe in soul mates. I had faith that soul mates did exist. But I started thinking on the way home, did we just make up "soul mates" to give our love purpose? To justify who we love? To make our love feel bigger than it really is?
I don't want to believe this. I hated even typing those lines. It actually took me 5 long minutes to spit it out in text. But is it true? It's easy to believe in soul mates when you are in a relationship with whom you consider to be yours. But faith in the unknown is not always easy.
What's your stance? Do you believe in soul mates? Does every person just have one? What is your definition of soul mate?
As I sit and ponder tonight, I think I will crank up a little Journey and have Steve remind me to "Don't Stop Believing." Don't judge. But please do go ahead and laugh.
XO
Nicole
XO
Nicole
