On “Nextness”

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Have you ever had that feeling of craving the next thing? I don’t know if it’s a person, or a place, or something I’m supposed to be doing but there is this giant hole in my life right now. I have great friends, a challenging and interesting job that I love, but I’m on empty. I’m generally ok with being alone and that may not even be the issue but something is just off.

I can’t quite put my finger on it but I’m deflated by this sudden onset of melancholy. I wouldn’t call it a depression, at least not yet, but I am stubborn and this situation will not get the better of me. Some people hug-it-out but I will write-it-out until I can pinpoint the nextness that I’m searching for.

So here I sit in my yellow chaise lounge (because when you are writing your way through an existential crisis you always need a yellow chaise lounge) and ponder as I type. I think in some ways I do miss actively dating and maybe that lack of human contact could finally be taking its toll.

This is not a singles ad… this is a thought process. How does the single woman sustain herself in a place of balance after a prolonged phase of well, nothingness? I mean, I can take care of myself, I always have. But you can’t independent your way out of a void, can you? Maybe my stubborn independence is what brought me here in the first place. I guess you get back what you put out into the world and what I’ve been putting out there is the fact that I don’t need anyone. So, what if I *want * someone? That’s normal, right? So why do I feel like wanting someone in my life makes me needy?

Also, what’s so terrible about being needy anyway? We are not here to be creatures of isolation, we are meant to interact, to help one another, even to love on occasion. This seems like the normal state of things so why does it scare me? And another thing, referring back to my first paragraph, it might not even be a person that I need. But it is definitely a change. I have no idea what that change might be or when it will happen, but I will embrace the anticipation of it.

Anyway, less whining, more taking action. I’ve never been one to shy away from a challenge. Something is inevitably about to rock my world, I’ll make sure of it. In the absence of someone to share my life goals I will continue to set my own. I can do this. I can drag my lazy ass out of pouty town and do this thing. I’m all in

Let’s call this the beginning of a journey into nextness. This could even be fun.

 

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