It's not you, it's me.

The above is never really true, there's no way around it.

If you're talking about relationships, they simply don't work because you're either the wrong person or you're the right person at the wrong time.

Honestly though, as I'm approaching my 29th year, I just don't care. I have gone through so many motions with relationships- I've been the bad one, the innocent and who knows what else. Now, I just don't care. This feeling is something that I have been accustomed to previously. My mom kind of looks at my brothers and I funny when I acknowledge the fact that she will probably never see any of us marry or have children. She gets really sad about it. But realistically, in this day and age where more marriages end in divorce, why would we want to try?

You might say I'm cynical or jaded, but I'm not. I believe in love and I believe in spending your life with one person and working for your relationship's health. I just haven't found a reason to do that yet. It is what it is. I'm okay with being alone. I have great friends and great family. I know that I can make myself happy and I do so on a daily basis. Maybe one day my brothers and I will find the right person at the right time, and we can be that person for someone else. But for now, it's just about me. Some people never find someone to spend their lives with. I will enjoy the experience and the ride.

Pretty random post tonight. Nothing to do with the knee actually. So sorry about that. "42 days injured" is just really becoming a lot of random ramblings... Maybe a start to the book. Who knows.