Single, alone, and satisfied. Been there, done that. Met someone who was also single, alone, and satisfied. But we were in our 40s, had been through messes (messes LOTS), and we’d adapted, thank you. Oh, and dating sucked.

We do pretty well now being alone together. And together together, of course.

While I was writing this my wife looked over at me.

DEB: What doin’?

ME: Replying to a post by someone who is single and likes it. She says she wants someone who loves her 1000.

DEB: Good! She deserves it! Whoever she is.

Hang in there for that one, Vanessa. And if he doesn’t make it in time, you’ll be fine.