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Hi Sarah,

Here’s an idea for a post(s) that might be a distraction from all of the waiting on your plate these days.

You’ve brought up dating and relationships in several posts, I’m remembering: WP responding that you’re open to meeting someone and you later reflecting that you’re not; in your post on Gottlieb’s book a meditation on readiness, rightness, and timing; and here, “Are we single because we’re different, or different because we’re single?” What I’m interested to hear about—because, lately, it’s something I’m noticing and exploring in myself and certainly why I’m dwelling on these posts of yours—is how your thinking about relationships, partnership, marriage, attraction, etc. has changed over time, as you have changed, and in different phases of your life.

I would love to read that post! I loved your reading suggestions, as usual . I'm having real anxiety about the thought of bring single because Im different. Embarassingly I've never reflected on this thought before and now I can't stop analyzing what I could do better while dating. Perhaps soon I'll reach a stage in life when the aloneness will be mire comfortable?

Glad you liked my Working on It post - it gives me enormous satisfaction that a "real" writer likes my stuff!

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