Actually

This is actually the longest I've gone, with the exception of Kevin, being single.
A part of me believes this is a bad thing. The phrase that goes something along the lines of "get back on the saddle" springs to mind. On the other hand, this could be a good thing. I mean, I don't have to worry about a gift being perfect for someone more than just twice a year, which certainly helps keep down the anxiety. Actually, most of firmly believes this is a good thing. I can completely focus on myself and getting my life on the path I want it on. I can figure out just what I want in a guy, what I don't want, etc. I can also focus on friends and spend more time with them. Problem is I'm having no luck in getting my life started, so to speak, I still feel like I'm missing something when it comes to my break-up, and my friends are out of reach.
I lost the discipline I had gained from my experience in China when I found out we were forcing my grandma out of her house into a nursing home and I haven't been able to completely get it back. I'm making excuses and bad decisions.
On a better note, it's getting warmer. Which means more sun, more reasons to be out and about, meeting new people, getting to the library. I have hope.