I’ve been single for two years. And while there are tons of pluses to singledom—I can do what I want when I want, traveling the world solo is empowering, and rocking Nature’s Long Johns (aka leg hair that’s as long as Kenny Loggins’s hair during the seventies) keeps me warm during winter—I would be lying if I didn’t admit it’s sometimes difficult to be out in these dating streets in my early thirts.
