Here I am again, perched on my couch, with a giddy school girl laugh....deeply reeled into Korean dramas . Their amusement, characters, story lines, and country have royally killed my love life. In my world there are no A typical men vying for my attention, with caveman like romances. Nope, I get the quiet observant males who'll keep their hearts to theirself, while I continue to wonder around searching for potentials in other cities. Unfortunately, I don't notice the quiet ones, because like many things in my whirlwind world, it's hard to see what wants to be hidden, or what I overlook due to my goldfish mentality. Perhaps I'm sabotaging myself, and have become a succubus to my own life. I already know the perfect male doesn't exist, with fluorescent lights indicating their "perfect" qualities, that may or may not be in tune with mine. However, when I look at these nicely orchestrated dramas, I can't help but think that ...
Life is too simple, to be played so hard.