I dreamt of my knight in shiningg armor.
The dream was so surreal.
Although it's been a week I can still recall his futures and character.
As of last year, I've discovered that I am no longer, singing to Beyonce's tune of "Independent Women." As much as I have enjoyed that era, I am now starting to realise I could gladly put my career ladder shoes up. It's become a tough world, filled with territorial survival instincts.
I've discovered men within my age range are either going bold, with kids or do not meet the criteria.
What matters now are the economical facts. I need and want an ambititious man, with a good profitable career. My boundaries are narrowing as the years go. A profitable career does mattter, social and economical factors have dictated this. Therefore, I take my hat off to being miss independent.
The chapter of me saying, hunny I can support you while you pursue your lifes ambitions is gone- sorry guys. The princess hat is, this lady wants to be treated and pampered for all her hard grafting up the career ladder.
I now want an Adonis, who adorns himself with the a secure profitiable economic proof vest.
The dream was so surreal.
Although it's been a week I can still recall his futures and character.
- We lay in each others arms.
- He wrapped his mascular arms arms around me. He was tall, wore a gray t-shirt with jeans. His feet wear bare and that appealed to me more.
- In his arms I felt his strength and felt secure. I felt empowered to be protected by him. Wrapped up in his strong protective arms, I felt warmth and at ease with my heart.
As of last year, I've discovered that I am no longer, singing to Beyonce's tune of "Independent Women." As much as I have enjoyed that era, I am now starting to realise I could gladly put my career ladder shoes up. It's become a tough world, filled with territorial survival instincts.
I've discovered men within my age range are either going bold, with kids or do not meet the criteria.
I believed in being miss independent, in a relationship and out of relationship. Now as I reach my mid thirties, some prospects of my tick list of the ideal man are starting to shorten by the day. I no longer need a long tick list.
The chapter of me saying, hunny I can support you while you pursue your lifes ambitions is gone- sorry guys. The princess hat is, this lady wants to be treated and pampered for all her hard grafting up the career ladder.
I now want an Adonis, who adorns himself with the a secure profitiable economic proof vest.
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