Other Bridges

So, this weekend was a mixed bag. Super great aesthetic/intellectual evening on Friday, complete with delicious Indian food; surprisingly fun group activity Saturday night. Sunday, however, brought a change of pace. Don’t get me wrong, I love Sundays. I guess you technically don’t know a thing about me, so suffice it to say I consider myself a very religious person. I don’t just go through the motions and trappings of religion, either. I really believe it with all my heart, mind, and soul. I’ll go more in depth about that another day, though.

What I realized, as I sat center-middle of a rather large crowd of people was that I was jealous. All around me people were paired off. Cute couples directly in front of me, off to the right, off to the left… No wonder I focused so well in the morning. I sat in the absolute front of the room, unwittingly shielding myself from these happy pairs.

I like my bridge, I really do. And I trust that somewhere ahead of me, I’ll find someone to walk with along it. But apparently I don’t like to be reminded of my solo adventure. Oh well. I’ll try and get over it today, because nobody likes a cloudy forecast.

Sunny skies ahead? I think so.