Patience is the choice!

All day, All night
I wish I will be alright
Look through the way
Wishing that today's the day

I will meet you, my dear
I will find you with no fear
The wait will be done
That's the wish I have cast upon

I dream the dream
I long and long it seems
I wish upon and wish again
One day, THE one day will come

In the last two years, I've come to experience things that I ought to have experienced when I was younger. The time of "boys" and disappointments. The time when I learn to be fearless and dive with both feet in, though that lesson, I have yet to learn.

At least now I know I am capable of attracting men. That's one thing good, I guess. Mind you, my confidence is still not very high but at least it's not totally shot. I guess I should feel good that at least I know that of myself. Now, I just need to attract the right men.

I'm tired of people saying "the day will come, just be patient." I just don't want to hear it anymore. I don't like it when people feel sorry for me like, I'm poor little Lynette. Single -- like it's a sickness or something. I dunno. I just don't want to hear it anymore. I want it to stop. It makes me feel worse that I AM single. When singleness should be embraced instead. Most of the time I'm good. Happy. Content. Then there are those weak moments. When longing comes to the surface and with libations intertwined, end up drunk text messaging. Bad news. But oh well. Patient it is. I have no choice, now do I?