At 22-years-old I have experienced many things. As with most experiences some have been stellar. Others, not so much. However, there is one experience that I have yet to, well, experience: I have never been in a romantic relationship. Ever. And when I say ever, I mean in every sense of the word.
My romantic life has seen as much excitement as the Raiders have seen wins (do you see what I did there).
To put it in layman terms, there was a time in my life in which my love life was doing well. Very well actually. I would talk to someone over here, roll around in the hay over there. I mean, it wasn't perfect, but I was on the field, no pun intended (maybe a little). Now, however, my love life has been on a losing streak. Soon as I get a glimmer of hope, something comes charging my way and tackles me down (seriously, that one was not planned).
With that said, I should amend my original statement to: I have never been in a adult romantic relationship. Ever.
In short, my love life sucks. And yes I know at 22 it is not something I should be so concerned about, but, I can't help but wonder if I'm doing something wrong. As I said before, my romantic life is pretty dry, and has been for a while. Won't say exactly how long, but at least one major election cycle has passed. Do with that information what you will.
Now I am not saying that I am ready to just settle down. Nor am I saying I'm about to just pop a handful of Molly (is that still a thing?) and just go to town on the next whoever comes my way. What I am saying is that I've been, ahem, inactive on various levels for a long time, and in all honesty, I'm starting to get antsy (side note: The spell check changed "antsy" to "nasty" when I first typed it. Message?).
I have asked myself and friends of mine what I should do to fix this issue, and the answers have ranged from "just be patient" to "Craigslist is a viable option." While all these seem to be somewhat good pieces of advice, none of them have served me in good in the hunt for...well I don't what, but something.
I really don't know where this random feeling of yearning came from. Maybe it's because fall season brings on the onslaught of "cuffin' with bae" photos all over my Instagram. I will try my best to remain patient, but I have to be honest, there comes a point when patience, chocolate chip cookies, and MyVidster, are simply not enough.