The Everlasting Love

It doesn't come as a surprise that I spend a lot of my time sitting in random coffee shops- especially Starbucks. Coffee shops combine two of my favorite things- caffeine and people watching. There are many people who think people watching is random creepy and awkward, but I happen to appreciate it. It allows me the ability to escape from my own reality and see how others are living. When my life starts to really get me down, it comforts me to see other people happy. Seeing adorable kids exploring their surroundings or friends laughing over coffee. It's comforting.

With that being said, there are some bouts of people watching that usually don't help my situations. It's rare that I am overly happy when I see couples sneaking quick kisses or walking by and holding hands. I think it makes me a little jealous. I've only had that once and it didn't last long. Seeing young couples so happy really just creates a constant reminder that I'm still alone in my life. I haven't found that one person who makes me feel like I'm worthwhile.

As cynical as I have become, I have to admit that there's one thing that still reminds me to have tiny bit of faith in my personal ability to find love. It's sweet to see an older couple out and about. How they hold hands and the husband holds open the door for his wife or even pulls out her chair. It's obvious how in love they are, even after years of being together. That's the kind of love I want. I want to grow old with someone. Be able to fall deeper in love with each passing year. I want to be have a love that really does last forever. Being the girl that I am, I also appreciate the couple from The Notebook. I mean really, is a love like theirs too much to ask for? Seeing older couples so perfect for each other just makes my heart warm a bit.

Today marks the last day of the crazy snow storms. The formerly named "winter wonderland" is slowly but surely melting. I have never been so glad to see snow melting. I'm starting to become rather irritable and well, I'm sure my parents aren't appreciating it. But it's nothing new. I spent the majority of today reading and surfing the web. Spending so much time in my room reminds me of this past summer's lock down. Fun memories. It just makes me think of him even more. I finally got around to creating a postcard to send into post secret. I actually ended up making two and I will send them off as soon as I can. If either of my secrets get posted on the website, I will rather surprised. I don't know if they can be deemed as "post secret" enough.

Nevertheless, tomorrow night is my late birthday party. I'm actually a little excited. To dance, to drink, to laugh. I get to go to Blitz again. I get to dress up and make people think I'm fabulous. My friends are going to make everything better again.