In honor of Valentine’s Day, I suppose I should write about why I’m single (a renewed sense of self-worth in case you wanted to know – also, I’ve heard it’s helpful if you actually go outside and let people see you) or why I hate the holiday (which I don’t) or how it’s a holiday mostly created by greeting card companies and chocolatiers (it is, but hey, I love chocolate, so there). But instead of all of that, I will just admit to something…at heart, I’m a hopeless romantic. There, I said it. This Marvel comic, action/horror flick loving chick is not ashamed to admit it.
I have no doubt that my soulmate will appear at some point in time, and we will offer each other a safe haven (to hell with the white knight trope) – albeit a somewhat debauched, and wine whisky filled haven…but hey, a safe haven nonetheless. I’ve been disappointed in the past, in ways that at times defy comprehension, however I refuse to let that alter my viewpoints on “love” completely. I’m in no hurry though. Eventually “the one” will cross my path…who knows, maybe he already hangs out in my favorite Starbucks. Knowing my luck, he’ll be drinking decaf. Oh well. Perfection is overrated anyway.
Musings from a Tangled Mind 
I’m not getting my hopes up for a soul mate. But I’m planning on some whisky and 1/2 off chocolate tomorrow. ❤️
Half off chocolate is ALWAYS a good thing!
It’s like you wrote my thoughts. Love Marvel
Only the best people do… 😀
decaf??? OMG!
Right!?
coffee breathed kisses are not so sweet….that’s why some of us men prefer giving chocolates. “)
Compromise and give coffee liqueur chocolates! 😀
Whisky and soulmates seem to go together, don’t they?
They damn well better! 😀
😀 Perfection is definitely over-rated, and how. 😀
Ditto, more or less. I understand that a Pepsi drinker can live with a Diet Coke connoisseur, or a Tullamore Dew person with a Bud Lite swiller (is “swiller” a real word?), but I don’t know why they would want to.
I understand “don’t let ‘perfect’ be the enemy of ‘good'” – I also understand “don’t settle for ‘good enough'”. Hang in there, your day is coming. As for being a hopeless romantic, as long as it’s hopeless, enjoy the chocolate!