and then there was one.

We've all been through it - bad breakups that result in heartache and pain. Some are bearable, some are, y'know, really bad. For me, this one wasn't as devastating as it was for him - not even close. Still, after 7 years of being in a committed relationship, being single is all of a sudden a whole new ball park for me.

Sure, it makes me sad that I had to end it (I just needed to go my own separate way), but I look at this as an amazing learning experience for me. At 23, I think I've got a whole lot more life to live. I've got to see what else is out there.

Hence, the blog about my escapades back into the dating world. Back into being independent, of going wherever and whenever I please, and having as much fun as I dare. All names will be changed for the sake of anonymity, but otherwise, I vow that everything I write is real and honest, however blunt.