I found out yesterday that, over the weekend, my best friend got married in Las Vegas. Although it wasn't unexpected, I feel strangely conflicted about it. On the one hand, I'm happy that she's at such a great point in her life — a new house, a new husband, a secure job. On the other hand, that's one less single friend — and I know from experience that singles and couples don't always mix well — and one less great single woman off the market.
I suppose I'm mostly just jealous, though. I see how great her life looks right now and how happy she is, and then I go home, alone, to a cold, silent apartment.
Plus, it's my birthday and I'm feeling old...
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