sunday mo(u)rning - is it better to "fake" it than be alone?!

Is it better to "fake" it than be alone?!
Last night i didn't fake it - i was alone! Drinks with friends, "couple" friends is the penultimate string of fortunate accidents. Once you step out into the night, one with a lunar eclipse in fact, you are bound to run into difficulties disquised as beau people who will escort you to heaven! How does one survive as "single people" in a city of infinite possibilities??? Or so they claim! Do they still shoot single people or is it my understanding that they are ostracized into outer space where they are forced to watch repeats of the Bold and Beautiful?!?!?

Having had an amazing night with my "couple" friends i returned home to a couple of thoughts. In a city of possibilities is monogamy too much to expect? Are three a crowd and when does one become two? Finally in a world as cynical and incomplete as ours, is love at first sight still possible?! I wonder, does a string of bad dates equal a good one?! Having passed into the "drought" period of time, i can safely say that a string of bad dates eguals a few more!!!

to be continued...