Since the age of 16, I have gone from one long term relationship to another, so the last 18 months have been spent focussing on myself in a cringe worthy Julia Roberts style (Eat, Pray, Love, not Pretty Woman).
That said, I should probably tell you about Dan.
Dan is a Doctor.
Dan is 6ft 2in, he has dark hair and blue eyes, and he is ‘the one’. He is very close with his family, his father sadly passed away a couple of years ago with a heart problem, hence the reason Dan went in to medicine. He is a cardiologist and he is associated with Addenbrooks hospital in Cambridge. He has two lovely sisters (one of which is a lesbian- not that sexuality needs to be pointed out) and a brother.
He has a rooftop garden in his apartment in London, and he also has a property in Norwich (I haven’t told him that I am not a huge fan of Norwich, although it would be nice for us to nip to the Norfolk Broads on a boat trip).
Meeting at a party, neither Dan nor I would have considered ourselves ready for a relationship. He recently came out of a long term relationship, and I am slightly married, but the instant love we have for each other is so strong that neither of us can deny it.
Well, that’s what the Clairvoyant told me anyway.
You may remember that I took a trip to a Clairvoyant last year and I was fascinated by what I was told. She said that all Clairvoyants have a direct line with the ‘Almighty’ which means that regardless of who I see, I will be given the same outcome. Curiosity got the better of me and I booked in a visit to a different one for comparison and I was told all about Dan, and how I would meet him by the end of 2016. ‘He will be sent to me’ she said, I think the post man is getting fed up of my asking where my ’special delivery’ is and I have come to the conclusion that the lady I saw was in fact, the owner of a dating agency (a very bad one).
Am I disappointed that I never met Dan? No, but my faith in the accuracy of Clairvoyant readings may have been shattered a little bit, and despite telling you all about the imaginary ‘love of my life’, I actually have everything I need right here…
Molly, my Valentine, my love.
Have a good day all x
*I must note that although she got my imaginary boyfriend wrong, she was pretty accurate about past events as a child, so it wasn’t all wrong.
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