Monday is here and once again the weekend flew by
Friday night the bar was filled with no one there who struck my eye
Saturday was date night and boy, he was just not my type!
A few words into conversation at dinner and I knew the truth
Sunday morning I woke up in my bed alone and lonely
Since church is not my particular strongpoint; I went jogging instead
The path upon which I run is in the rainforest by the house
Everything is green with the smells of moss, moisture and insects
As I run there is a conversation going on inside my head
Am I programmed to constantly meet the wrong man?
Maybe I should get rid of the social page – no more MySpace
All the cyber stalking will certainly end – that is a bonus in itself!
As a woman I have been taught to decode what a man says
While men try to get as much as they can without committing
This is a modern romance world and so many avenues are open
Everything is instantaneous; email, voicemail, sms, mms and yes, mobile!
There are so many unexpected twists and turns-scenarios untold
Is the kind of man I am searching for even exist or is he just a myth?
Do I continue to keep accepting any man who smiles in the hopes of getting laid?
Am I the exception to unhappy relationships or am I the rule?
My breathing is now in time with my stride; concentrating on the trail
My eyes note the leaves and the trees-even the small stones along the way
As I run I start to feel the lightness I always do-endorphins kicking in
Remarkable this clears my head as suddenly an inspiration hits me
Maybe happy endings is not about the perfect love in your life
Maybe, it is really finally being happy with yourself
Knowing that the person in the mirror – the one who has your eyes
Is the one who is most important and deserves to be – Happy!
With that thought firmly planted in my head - I kick into high gear
Finishing the trail in record time – I slowly jog back to the car
Fishing out my keys and starting the engine, I head for home
Stopping at Starbuck’s along the way to happily warm my insides
© 2010 05 jun/cb
2 comments:
I enjoyed this jog.. the brush strokes that fill in the path create the scene; the thoughts of the runner are so typical of what may run through our heads when exercising...
..but how do we know what we want? and how do we learn to manage e-friendships, when hearts and minds reach out for consolation and warmth, confused too about needs and wants, yet so thankful when there is a hand to hold..
yes..very typical. i do this all the time.
what struck me was really how many ways we have to communicate and how complicated things today are. it is no longer just meeting someone at the neighborhood bar, or the friend of a friend. it is truly an age of internet, modern technology type of penpal/letter writing dating and meeting of people.
just some thoughts of how we meet...
and yes...it is always nice to be able to actually hold someones hand.
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