My neighbor keeps bothering me to come over and tell her about my date. I haven't the energy the last couple of days. I get some hope and then go back into a depressive stupor when whatever it was I'd planned doesn't work out.
But tonight it suddenly struck me as ridiculous to go searching online or elsewhere for someone to have children and spend the rest of my life with. I need to cool it right now. If that means laying in my bed at night watching Golden Girls and crying, I guess that's what I'll do.