For all of the ups and downs that tend to accompany thirtysomething single hood, I’ve recently found myself appreciating one major plus -- learning to go with the flow.
It’s a lesson that’s been a long time coming. I’ve always had a knack for overanalyzing every romance du jour, trying to forecast outcomes by looking for fatalistic signs around every corner.
With my thirty-sixth birthday rapidly approaching, though, and another year of dating experience behind me, I feel a welcome shift in attitude settling in. I trust my instincts more and I have renewed faith that, eventually, things do work out the way they’re supposed to.
Maybe there’s something to the idea of being older and wiser -- especially when it comes to smoothing out those bumps in the road to happily ever after.
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