Food and more food. Grand haven is a nice little town actually... Not that I would choose to live here, but I can totally see why my grandma has.

Watching a cheesy romantic comedy on the hallmark channel has me desperately wanting romance in my life... But then I consider all of the work that goes into a relationship mixed with my fear of commitment, and I suddenly find myself counting the positives of singledom. Then I look at my grandmother, whom I know would be so much happier having someone to simply spend time with. (although she would never admit this). It seems that the more we age, the greater the need to simply have the companionship of someone that knows us well and knows our baggage and yet still chooses to be there. I want this in my life, but it scares me greatly. I wonder if I have what it takes to really love someone else. Sure I have a lot of love in my life, but it's a lot of love with little commitment. I have this issue with seperating myself and pushing people away. I've been on a couple of dates since I've been on the road, and I ask myself, is this one the one? Is this the answer? Is there possibility here? Then I realize that I am the possibility. I can make what I want to out of what road I choose. I want god to open a door and push me through it, but I don't think that's going to happen. It's up to me to choose the road I'm going to take and what I'm going to make of it. Problem is, this takes decisiveness... An area of weakness in me. Ok... Enough self analyzation for today.