Little Pond

"There's 9 million people in New York. 4.5 million women. Of course, you want to meet someone roughly your own age - let's say plus, minus 5 years. So if you take into account the most recent census data that leaves us with 482,000 women. But wait! 48% of those are already in relationships and then you have to eliminate half for intelligence, sense of humor and compatibility. And then you have to take out the ex girlfriends and the relatives. And, oh, you can't forget those lesbians. And then that leaves us with 8 women." -Ellen Pierce, How I Met Your Mother

Just as it did Ted on this episode, the statement terrifies me. Could this be true? Does it apply to men in Boston, too? This has been on my mind recently. Who am I kidding, it has been on my mind since junior high school. Movies, books, television, and so on make the dating game seem like a walk in the park that ends at a magestic fountain where woodland creatures gathered to romantically seranade you and your soul mate. I don't know about you, but squirrels haven't sung to me recently. Finding someone was not supposed to be this difficult. The metaphorical pond is getting smaller and apparently I can't fish. I know I'm not the only one, but some days it certainly feels that way.