Okay, this post is going to make some people angry, but frankly, at this very moment, I don't care all that much.
Girlfriends are like cars.
As soon as you find out about them, you really want one. And when I say really, I mean A LOT. So you take the first one you come across. It doesn't take all that long to realize it's just a piece of ****. So you get rid of it, and start thinking about the ideal one, the one you would really want. And, what a surprise, you do find one that quite fits your requirements, and so you go for it. But after some time, you find out that you still forgot about many things you would like to have in it. So, once again, you get rid of it and create a new, somewhat more precise image of what you are looking for. And so on.
To add some hope, I should mention that at any stage of the cycle, including the very first one, you may be as lucky as to find the perfect one, the one that you actually really want, even though you did not know it beforehand. But, as I said, you'd have to be lucky.
And I was not. Not for the first time, and neither for the second time. Let's see what the future brings us, for the time being, I do not need a car.
P. S.: ✈↓
