Prologue

Welcome to Lonelyville, population: you.

It has come to my recent attention as of late, that I am continually lonely. Due to the intense nature of the program in which I am matriculating, it is next to impossible to date regularly, so during my interim I decided it was time to get off my lonely horse and meet some potential suitors. As I have only a short time to delve into this dating world, I can’t, realistically, take it too seriously, and as a few of my dates have proven, neither can they.

What sparked this whole debacle, might you ask? After a recent booty call in which I was asked to leave after said act (he wasn’t rude about it, just tired), I realized that I wanted more. Not from this particular person, but in general, from "dating". I wanted to be seen outside of the bedroom, in public with someone. I wanted to stay the night and maybe even, dare I say, cuddle!

But mainly, I was lonely. And I am no longer afraid to admit that I would like to find someone awesome, get married, have kids, and do it my way. What is my way you may ask? I don’t fit the cookie cutter idea of all of this hoopla. My path has never been typical, and thus I don’t expect the same of my future mate. So, I plan to document my return to the dating world, find the humor in it, and have some adventures. I'm not taking this as the end all of me dating, since in less than 2 months I return to medical school and will have no time to sleep or eat, let alone date. But I feel it’s important to let the universe know that I'm interested, and at least try to meet people that want me to stay a little longer...