It's 8am on Saturday morning and I'm sitting in my car in the mall parking lot, sincerely hoping that nobody sees me...I was here 15 minutes ago, almost 45 minutes early for work. I guess the commute time is a little less when it's not rush hour..ha. Who knew.
I have my first real shift at the salon today so I wanted to be a little (extra super) early. Now I'm faced with an extra 30 minutes to kill so I figured I'd write for you fine folks.
The other night at work my colleague and I started discussing the concept of a 'unicorn'. This was a term I'd never heard before (other than the mythical creature of course) so she explained it to me. A unicorn is that one perfect, beautiful, unattainable person that we all have in our lives. You know that, given the chance, you two would be absolute perfection together, but because of so many given circumstances, be it timing, distance, other people being in the way or what have you, there's never been a time that you've been able to give it an honest shot.
If you're reading this right now, I know that you're sitting there thinking about your unicorn. Because we all have one.
Why does the world do that to us? Torture us with the knowledge that there IS in fact someone out there who is exactly what you want and need; completely flawless, yet you are prevented from actually manifesting anything from it, ever. Sick.
When I think about it, though, my Unicorn has served so many incredible purposes in my life. He has been a constant reminder of what I truly want, not just in a partner but in LIFE itself. It's just cruel to sit there for hours and put yourself through the agony of wondering 'what if'...and it's even more painful to ask yourself 'why not'...it drives me insane.
Anyway. Those are my random thoughts for the morning. I'm going to head into work now.
Fucking unicorns.
