I'm single... thank God?

How is one supposed to think good thoughts about relationships (or for me, simply the prospect of one) when all around us is couples doom?

I swear: the more couples I know, the less excited I get.

Maybe I have a bad attitude. But if one was completely impartial and took a look around, one would eventually end up with the same feelings.

I almost wrote, "conclusion," but using that word would REALLY seal my fate.

By the way, this entry was prompted by something specific. :( I'm not always so pessimistic.