That's it. OK. Right. I have definitely decided. Yes why not? I am going to have a determined look at some dating sites. After yet another night out on my own it is time to take action. I need a cuddle.
There must be a woman somewhere, who would be interested in meeting a short, fat, aged, balding bloke with no money, no prospects, and not a lot of hope. Who said the mental asylum?
Surely there are women out there who are desperate to live the simple life. I bet there are thousands of them clamouring to live in a wooden wagon, built from reclaimed timber. Hmm.. Maybe best not to mention the wagon.
I suppose if I do go ahead and join a dating agency, I ought to make them aware that I am perfectly happy with this alternative, frugal, lifestyle, apart from the lack of female company obviously, and am far to old to change my ways, even if I was inclined to do so. Which I am not. Having said that, I suppose a little bit of compromise would be required if things are going to work out.
I wonder if it would be appropriate to mention what a fantastic lover I am. No. Perhaps best to let them find that out for themselves. I said them, obviously I meant her. Freudian slip.
As I sit here, thinking about my chances of meeting the woman of my dreams, it has occurred to me that thus far in my life, I have demonstrated time and again, an abject failure to maintain a long term relationship of any worth. Although I somehow manage to remain on friendly terms.
In the past I have always entered into relationships, expecting them to fail. Not even giving them a chance to grow and flourish. I know why this is. It's because I am unable to believe that anyone would really love me. I've always felt that I don't have much to offer. Which is true. I don't
It's all down to the way we are brought up I think. If you have parents with aspirations, then it follows that some of those aspirations will rub off onto you. My parents only ambitions in life, if indeed they had any, didn't include their children. In fact it didn't even include each other most of the time. Now there you are you see. I've got myself thinking I'm talking nonsense. Because obviously I would want my children to do well.
But I have to face up to the fact. I have never really pushed myself in life. I've always been quite happy with what I've got. Never hankered after the so called good things in life. Never wanted a big house or a top of the range car. I suppose someone with my attitude to life is going to struggle to meet a woman with expectations of a normal comfortable existence.
Listen to me rambling on. Now where was I? Oh yes, I was talking about dating sites wasn't I? Well thank heavens I allowed myself to get sidetracked. It's given me time to think about it. How lucky I didn't rush into joining one. It's patently obvious that they're not for people like me. Best to knock all that nonsense on the head. Why was I even thinking about it?
Phew! That was a close call!
I might just take a quick look though. Can't do any harm can it? Besides it's a bit unfair of me to deprive the ladies of such a wonderful opportunity.
I'll let you know how I get on.