I have managed for a week and a half now to go without having any crushes. For the first time, I had the willpower to actually be as single as I am, and not live with a small fantasy in my head. It's strange when I want to write poetry, because I feel that I am lacking in a muse. All I have are my own thoughts reverberating in my head, clanging about until they manage to ricochet out and into a semblance of frustrated writing. And there it lies.
I don't know if it's smarter or easier this way, but I think it's better.
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