Fresh Start.

I have been encouraged by a girlfriend to keep a running account of my failed attempts at romance, or rather, how romance has failed me. She finds it rather amusing; I hope you will, too.

First, we must start at the beginning. Just a matter of months ago, my six-year relationship came to a screeching halt for reasons that I still cannot comprehend. It was like an earthquake so powerful that it shifted the rotation of my world, and I am still feeling the aftershocks. Obviously, the beginning was rough. My heart, my will, my drive… all leveled.  But now, I am starting the rebuilding process. Initially daunting and terrifying- now it is rather gratifying. It is like buying a house; when you start from scratch, you can make everything custom. I feel like a new me, a better version of me. I feel free.

But that freedom comes with a price, ladies and gents, and it is called "dating". Follow me through the "why did you think that was ok" and the "what planet are you from" moments. I guarantee a lot of laughs along the way. Happy dating <3