I've been listening to Patricia Barber's "You Don't Know Me" while reading this thread... and there's so much that makes up someone, so much to fit into any category. I'm sure you all knew this already.
As a woman, I've had so many near-misses (and well, complete misses as well) at relationships. But one of the most important to me as a human is your identity with yourself. And this Chinese New Year, I just realize that I don't have a home at all. I don't belong here; I feel no basic connection with the land of my birth.
In other words, I've been dumped by me and about six million other people.
And I'm thinking, I can't even spend Valentine's with myself.
"Oh you'll never know the one who loves you so...no, you don't know me..." *sigh*
Then 'Alfie' comes on.
Quote:
| I still prefer to have a warm and loving person to cuddle with |
And I realize no matter what, I guess we all have our family with us. As far as dysfunction goes, there will always be someone to give you a hug at the end of the day (even if you have to bribe that eight-year-old someone with his very own mix CD). So in other words, being single does not do you in. Because being single does not necessarily mean being alone.
"And you'll find love anyday Alfie..."
...or just go get Patricia Barber's Nightclub.