Mission: Improbable

The past couple days have provided me with tremendous insight:

My friends are fantastic. They are kind, hilarious, intelligent, forgiving, and for the most part, patient people. I can and have learned a lot from them, just as I'm sure they can and have learned from me. I need to recognize daily their worth in my life, and apologize sincerely for any offenses I have committed against them. Friends, I love you.

I enjoy being single, and I am pleased that I can enjoy it with company. I made a remark to Derek on the beach this fourth of July about how annoying it can be when your single friends all start dating someone, and then you become the third or even fifth wheel. Your friends probably want to spend less time with you and more time with their boy/girlfriends. I always assume in this situation that I'm the last person to be single, but it dawned on me that it doesn't always work out that way. Regardless, I don't want to be the friend that hangs out less because she isn't single anymore, and I'm not looking to be in a relationship; my current path of independence and life enjoyment is sustaining me quite well right now, and I plan to stay on it.

To the most important realization, with which Albert assisted me. I wanted Mr. Amazing to assume his role as the person he was when we dated: the compassionate, sincere, charming yet masculine presence that he became in my mind. I thought that Mr. Amazing was a great guy with the potential to be obnoxious, but in reality he is an obnoxious guy with the potential to be great. Suddenly Mr. Amazing is much less...well, amazing. I rubbed the sun out of my eyes and noticed that he really isn't that much different than most other guys I know, and while I'm slightly disappointed, I am much better off accepting his true personality and moving on. After yesterday, my head feels clearer, my feet feel lighter, and music wraps me up tighter and begs me to dance.

The advice solicited from my friends more often that not is worth taking, but I almost never take it immediately. I have to devise my own plans first, but I am never faulted for my doubts. I hear often that I'm mature for my age, but I forget that the majority of my friends are not my age; they are older, sager, and provide me with information that I can utilize to better myself, and for this I am grateful.

My final note will end with Stavros: I was informed today by Lindsey that both Justin and John of Stavros think that I'm attractive. Amidst being flattered by the compliment, Renee butted into my thoughts: "So...would you consider, you know...anything with them?"

What? I hadn't even considered that as a possibility. And...

No. I wouldn't. JG and JB are both cool guys to hang out with, for sure. They're both amusing, entertaining, attractive, and have great taste in music.

But, as previously stated, I enjoy being single; why ruin a good thing?