What's Love Got to Do with It?

Oh love, what would we do without you? Love is complicated, it's intense, it makes us do really fun, wild, thoughtless things and it makes us do really compassionate, caring things.

But mostly, really crazy things.

Within the last few days it seemed as if my (not so current) love story was the only one that mattered to me.  My past flame burned bright and solid, but only lasted months.  He was mysterious and surprisingly deep, I was giving and shared my heart.  Fast forward a cloudy beach date, some life changing circumstances and our story took a turn into "friend-with-feelings" territory.

I always thought I had it bad, this unending circle of  I love you, I love you not.  But, I've been staring to think don't.  Maybe being single isn't so bad....? This whole spring fever thing seems to be in the air with my friends, and between the first seeing someone new every week, the second cheating on her long distance bf with her ex and the third, broken up within two weeks after reuniting with her boyfriend, I'm kind of starting to appreciate my footloose and fancy free living. 
Lets be real, in the iconic words uttered in Hustle& Flow aka my pimp bible (JUST KIDDING): It's hard out here for a pimp.  I get lonely, it's scary, dating can be a load of bull crap and a waste of time but when I think about the crazy love stories going on around me I kinda feel better.

Love is an amazing feeling where it feels like rainbows and flowers and completeness and where everybody is called "love" and unicorns run wild. 

But for me I ride that unicorn, tossing flowers to people, chasing the rainbow.  It's taken me awhile to get here but I'm settled into change. I'm happy.  By getting my head out of my sob-story butt and seeing what other people deal with, I appreciate my singularity.

My pockets jingle and a pimp certainly wouldn't complain about that.

-L