Ah, spring...

Sometimes, I am reminded very suddenly that I am single. 

When I am occupied, when I am busy, when I am doing something, life is good. Dating vs. single doesn't matter. My life is good. I am fine.

But then something simple will distract me and remind me of what I'm missing out on.

And my stomach will drop 3 floors down.  Into a space that doesn't even exist.