sometimes i wonder why, when i am this happy, the thought of having a significant other beciomes insignificant. if i were always this happy, i could live my life an old maid, but i will not be among the bitter lot. because i constantly find happiness on my own, i don't need anyone else, and i become in love with life and all its twists and turns. perhaps this is why some people choose to live alone, because they are happy, and they have people whom they share this happiness with, even though they are not necessarily romantically linked with those they share their bliss.
