I just found out some devastating news: Donald Miller is seeing someone.
It doesn’t matter that Donald Miller lives in Portland while I live in Chicago. It doesn’t matter that he’s a bit of a liberal where I tend to be conservative. It doesn’t matter that he likes flannel and community living and vegetarianism and I don’t.
It doesn’t matter that I’ve never met Donald Miller and likely never will.
All that matters is that Donald Miller was my token single guy until two days ago, when I found out that he just started seeing someone.
If you’re single you know exactly what I’m talking about. I bet you’ve even felt it before. It’s that moment when your token single guy finally finds that special someone and you realize it’s not you.
You see, for years you’ve consoled yourself with the knowledge that your token single guy is somewhere out there waiting for you.
I know. It’s lame. Only losers do this. But take a moment and picture this: it’s Friday night. You’ve got nothing to do. You find a rerun of a romantic comedy on TBS and your only company are your two best friends Ben and Jerry.
But it’s ok, because deep in your heart you know that Donald Miller is still out there somewhere, waiting for you.
Until a couple of days ago, when Donald Miller decided to start seeing someone.
How could he do this to me?
I guess I’m going to have to find a new token single guy. But maybe this time I’ll make sure my token single guy is unattractive and not too smart. I’ll also pick someone with a bad personality. I’ll need my token single guy to be there for me for the long haul.
Or maybe this time I should consider a real guy.
Maybe, just maybe, it’s time for me to step out of my imaginary world with its imaginary people and actually develop real relationships.
And maybe it’s time for me to stop being that token single girl for someone out there too.
Maybe. Or maybe not.
The world is full of possibilities.
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