I don’t know where I was when the world started pairing off. These days it seems as if every one of my friends and family members are either in a serious relationship, entering a serious relationship or has just ended a serious relationship. And then there is little old single me.
I’ve spent the better part of the semester single. And why, you may ask? Time.
I’m working 30-plus hours a week, attending 18 hours worth of classes, looking for a job that is actually in my field of study, writing columns and, of course, being trapped on the Southern California freeways about for 14 hours a week. Where is the time to find someone, meet and fall in love?
I can’t be the only person whose life is stretched too thin to find time for love and relationships. Between school, work, and friends it seems that my love life has gotten lost.
I’ve been watching my friends and family a bit more closely the past few months, with one person after another from my age group getting married or engaged I’m starting to feel like the last person left in a really un-fun boat. I want love, romance, and a future with another person, but right now it seems like I can’t let myself get close to anyone because I won’t have time for them.
I have friends who seem to be able to open their hearts and schedules to the idea of true love, and I know there is a way of stretching your life to fit love and relationships with a full course load and a full-time job, but for the life of me I can’t seem to figure out how.
Many of my friends who are in serious relationships seem to have the same problem: either they don’t have enough time to spend with their significant other, or they are off in couple-land and the rest of their life suffers for it.
As for my fellow singles, I have friends who’ve told me they’re waiting until after graduation to start seeing someone seriously and others who’ve told me they’re waiting until after graduation to lose their virginity.
I’m nearly done with college, I have a decent paying job and write for a couple of newspapers, and it seems to me that to start a relationship right now – which will take up more of my non-existent time – is impossible.
At the same time I’m worried that in 10 years, when I look back at my life, I’m going to be that friend who’s always too busy to hang out, the one who’s still single and only dates casually for the sake of releasing tension. I don’t want to be the person who everyone invites to parties, but who either can’t come or comes alone because I didn’t have time to find love.
So I’m wondering: is there time for love in our fast-paced lives? I hope so, because starting today I think I’ll be making the time for it. Now if I could only find the time to study.