Basic Bitch Season

I will neither confirm nor deny that I can be a bitch and that I might be a bit basic.

I saw the first post today mentioning PSL (pumpkin spice latte, for those weird non-basic and non-coffee connoisseurs). Today was one of the very few days driving to work that I did not stop at Starbucks. I am kind of proud of myself. I am also pretty sure I will not be consuming any PSL this season. The idea of it makes me sick a little bit. Maybe the basic is wearing off.

It reminded me that I always seem to feel so single at the start of fall. This is the one time of year I have the urge to date.

No, not dating random people, but dating those romantic partners. It is hay rides and haunted houses season. One of the reasons I think I am into fear play is the experience I have had of being scared at movies and haunted houses in the past. There is an energy. Fear and excitement blend together, and just with an impact scene, there is a rush of adrenaline the whole time. It is about the unknown. Reaching out into the dark, not knowing what will jump out at you.

That is me going through life, too. I have no idea what is coming next, and I like that feeling of being scared and excited, even though there are things that have me sad and hurt and feeling left behind. And I do feel like the one being left behind, even though I am the one making moves.