I love the single life. Sometimes I worry that since I have been single for so long, I'm going to have a hard time transitioning into marriage if it ever happens. I like not shaving my legs. I like eating like a college boy. I like my alone time. I like watching Project Runway and not having to share my hostess cupcakes if I don't want to. I also really, really like using the other half of my bed as a makeshift dresser/ storage unit. I can keep clothes, school work, my Bible, and even snacks on that side of the bed for easy accessibility. It's really quite convenient. This evening, however, I couldn't find my journal, my eye mask, or my other slipper. I think I have a problem that only finding a man will eventually solve.
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