Good day my loves

Amazing how things can change in the span of a fortnight. Back then I had two ladies I was interested in and an appendix. Now I have two more weeks until I can start thinking about working out and no prospects.

And that feels like a good soft reboot. 

Was talking with friends, trying to figure out how everything got so weird so quickly. Maybe being honest and open is not the correct way to do this. Maybe trying is the issue. Love cannot be forced. I mean it can but that leads to Stockholm Syndrome. And after reading too much on that it does not seem like the way to go.

So time to maybe dial it all back a beat. A break from the grinding machinations of the dating virus.

Not sure what the future holds but it seems rocky and filled with shit. All we can do is all we can do. 

I would still be fine with random happiness. Any second now…