So I’m thinking maybe I should try being alone for awhile.

I haven’t spent any real length of time not chasing after some boy or another, or in a relationship, since I was 15 years old.  And while I’ve spent the past two years resolutely single, I’ve dated.  I’ve chased.  I’ve pined and obsessed and all that nonsense, and I need a damned break.

And since nobody compares to K, and since I haven’t stopped pining and obsessing, and since he wasn’t mine in the first place and ain’t ever coming back in any case, maybe I should stop chasing after boys until I find one who makes me feel like he did.  Maybe I should hold out for someone who makes me feel like a better person when I’m around him.

We’ll see how long I can hold out.  I make no promises.