Being a token

I had an interesting conversation with a friend the other day. She mentioned to me that I had always been her commitment and relationship-phobic friend. Then out of nowhere, I’m taken.

In fact, I’d always been the comfortably single friend. The token single female friend, as it were. Now, all of a sudden — I am also the taken girl. To be honest, it’s throwing a wrench in my comfortable life routine too.

Of course, I’m not complaining… it’s just strange.

Cheers to the strategic nice guy that snagged me. Thus disproving ‘Embrace the Unknown’s theory that bad boys are desirable. They are desirable, perhaps in one or a few capacities. Beyond that — I like my nice guy just fine, thanks.