The Ides of November

It is strange.

My existence…

I know, another one of those existential writers who has their head stuck between her legs.

In this day of hipsters and mechanical artists, we get caught up in posts and snapshots of these pretentious thinkers and idealists. So, it should be a comfort to you to know that what I am about to say has nothing to do with me being either.

When speaking on the topic of my existence, I am merely suggesting the idea of trying to understand my role within society; how I connect to others. Or, whether or not I am even remotely significant to anyone at all.

Please, my dearest readers, don't get bogged down with my voice already. I promise that not every day will start off so solemn and drab. Instead, I shall talk about my wonderful walks through Centenary Ave. or the thrill I get when I purchase a bagel with jalapeño spread.

Since I have already started digressing maybe it would be best to start talking about whatever one talks about on a blog.

November has started to come to a close. Our stomachs full from enough turkey to feed a small army, or potatoes to fill Ireland. Christmas trees have started to pop up like an ugly rash, and most children have already planned out exactly what they want next for Christmas to distract their distracted minds. And I am still here; waiting to understand how I fit into this masterpiece.

I have come to this conclusion. I was made to be a companion, not one for romantic love, but rather a "figurative" shoulder to cry on. People find it easy to share their secrets or opinions but when seasons change, so do their attention. At first, I was heartbroken. Was I incapable of unconditional love?

But as time passed I realized the importance of me, in life. I connect those individuals to one another even if I don't ever meet the other half.

In a way, I am a catalyst to soulmates; the bridge to "love." Life may feel lonely at times knowing people leave after a while, but it is okay.

Now, don't feel bad for my situation because I truly don't. I find it beautiful.