Single, Unemployed and Suddenly Myself<br />One evening as we cuddled in my apartment, with me droning on about my man troubles<br />and career fears, he said, “We get so fixated on the job we want or the person we’re dating because we don’t think there will be another.<br />So I hope you get a younger neighbor the next go-round.”<br />“I never would have guessed 37,” he said.<br />“It’s my last year of law school.”<br />“Never leave a job without another,” I told him.<br />One afternoon in the elevator, I saw one of the guys from next door in jeans and a T-shirt, his dark hair slightly receding.<br />Because I can’t seem to be my true self when I’m seriously looking for love, when all I’m thinking about is the future.
