I've been thinking about the ideas of "love" and "fate" lately. I was watching the movie "Love and Sex" the other night (possibly the best/most accurate relationship movie ever) and this quote is still stuck in my head:
"Two people can be perfect for each other but if the timing's wrong its never going to work out. Bad timing is the reason that most normal people end up single. Weirdos and creeps are single cos they are weird and creepy but people like us are single because of bad timing. "
I have a habit of getting attached to people who most likely are just not right for me. I hate to think that I've fallen into the category of "women who like assholes/badasses/unavailable men" but it seems to be too late. All the cumulating events of the past year have just turned me into a jaded, cynical person, which is very different than how I used to be. I've come a long way from my days as a hopeless romantic, a believer that fate would deliver us straight into the arms of our "true love".
The question that I've been pondering over lately is this:
In life, is there one person- one "soulmate" if you will, that we're supposed to end up with in the end? Or are there lots of people out there who we could potentially be happy with? Is timing everything and are we victims of circumstance? Or can you take any path in life and eventually they all lead to one person?