[NOTE: I wrote this the first part of December] Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to live the life of someone else. Someone who is sure of herself, confident; Someone who easily finds that one man who steals her heart and her thoughts, and she his. I ponder daily what it would be like to be with the man of my dreams. It is easy for people to tell me that he will come and sweep me off my feet someday, and to just be patient because more often than not, the people who give me well meaning advice have found their other half. And yes, they are most likely speaking from experience but in my twisted mind, my experience feels different even though it's probably not. At age 23, I know it looks to other people that I have lots of time, but sometimes I feel like I'm getting old too quickly. That time is moving too fast. I thought by this age I would be somewhere other than where I am. I thought I would for sure be married and maybe even a mom. There was a time when that was...