"Maybe it was the champagne, the romantic music or the inspiring setting, but everyone at the wedding seemed to be drifting into an emotional haze. The Byronic air became more pronounced when the groom surprised his bride with an emotional video tribute celebrating their love and their union. And then I realized that I had not uttered the words "I love you" to anyone in two years. Two years - that's 24 months, 730 days, 17,520 hours and 1,051,200 minutes. Sure, I had fallen in and out of love with some men during that time but obviously, and frustratingly, none of those relationships ever evolved into a soul-edifying commitment..."
"While being single has its glorious moments - no fights to give you those damn unconcealable eye bags, no slutty women to fend off and no lies to digest - I guess at some point we all reach a dead end where being single is not such a party after all, and that the ultimate party is when there's someone else to share it with."
- Weddings and My (Love) Funerals
Celine Lopez, From Coffee to Cocktails
I'm 11 years, 5 months and counting.
Please stop the clock.
