45 days

Imagine you have 45 days to meet the love of your life.

That's 6 and a half weeks until your 'happily ever after'.

1080 hours of being single.

64800 minutes to count down.

3888000 seconds... (yes I'm using a calculator!) 

But, what would you do? 

Would you celebrate your singlehood? 

Would you stay idle until they appear in your life?

Would you work on becoming the best version of yourself?

Someone said: ''I'd fuck whom and what's there left to fuck'' - which is hilarious! 

If someone told me I would meet the ONE in 45 days, I would probably spend 44 days stressing about it! 

All these questions pop into my head - would I recognize them when I see them?

Am I ready?

Am I ... enough? 

But if I knew they would love me unconditionally and accept me, as I am, would I still stress about it that much? Isn't this the point of meeting the love of your life? 

So, taking this into consideration I have to re-evaluate the relationship I am having, but this time the one I have with myself. 

I am enough! 

And I deserve to be loved, wholeheartedly and unconditionally. 

Not because I'm special, but because I believe we all do! 

Each and every one of us deserves to be accepted. 

We live in a society where everything is crooked, twisted, and torn apart. 

Let us all believe in a better tomorrow - or rather, in this case, a better 45 days ahead! 

They exist! And I am ready!

And I am going to spend the next 45 days preparing for them. 

I will treat myself with the love and respect I deserve, so when they come, I will recognize them for their compatibility! 

In 45 days I'm going to fall madly in love with the person who is going to live by my side till death do us part. 

In 45 days I will be able to see new colors, taste new flavors, and smell new scents.

The next 45 days are going to be my last days alone. 

And I'm going to enjoy every single one of them, since, until I meet them, there's no better company than the one I have with myself! 

It will only take 45 days