I remember watching this particular episode of Sex and the City where Carrie wonders out loud if there really is the One guy out there for everybody. And that if a relationship has failed, did it mean that the One had gotten away or just that he wasn’t really the One afterall?
I’ve always wondered about that myself. While the notion that the One exists out there is tempting, the practical side of me says that with a gazillion people in the world, there can never be the One. We either continue searching for the perfect guy for us, or we remain happy and contented with the One we have.
That’s not to say that we should set our standards low and be happy with any prick that comes along. I think there’s a balance to be had, where all your wants and needs are nicely met without extreme indulgence.
So do you just know it?
Maybe Carrie was right when she said, “Maybe the best any of us can do is not quit, play the hand we’ve been given and accessorize what we’ve got.”
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find
You and I collide
Collide by Howie Day