Magic, damn it!

So I started writing this blog about the death of dating, or rather the death of having fun while dating...and I had this whole circus, merry-go-round metaphor/analogy going, etc, etc, blah, blah, blah...and I just couldn't post it... Don't get me wrong, I am tired of modern dating and (as I said to my friend) it would be nice to just fall asleep and wake up to find my partner sleeping next to me, but that's not how life happens... and I WANT to have fun, damn it (while dating and after)! I want adventure and compatible wildness and life trajectories that aren't going in completely opposite directions.

I have all these "things" vying for my attention, telling me to go out there and find someone, through social media, totally rubbish blogs, online dating, Hollywood and their damn romantic comedies... etc. But* in reality, a spark of interest often comes when I least expect it and in a flash I remember what it was like to like someone when I didn't have bills to pay, when reality didn't get in the way of magic...

I was at a festival (definitely a place where reality doesn't get in the way of magic) earlier this summer and as I hopped around in a field to some lovely beats, I noticed a sign bopping up and down in the crowd. It said, "You're doing it right!" 

The optimist in me wants to think I am...am I???

*yes, yes! I know I shouldn't start a sentence with but, sue me!

ps - Since I wrote this, I've had the pleasure of reading a good blog...as apposed to the rubbish one I linked above. Here it is!