making the decision right - by Sarah - liminal space

When I fell in love, I texted my friend who writes a dating column. We celebrated together. I confessed that the only sad thing about falling in love is that I’ll never be a NYC hot single (weep!) Then she asked me if I thought it was random. Is love just a game of odds? This question stayed with me for days. What made this relationship different? Is love a numbers game? Yes that’s possible, but I dated for years in New York without any success. The more I thought about it, I realized that it wasn’t a matter of the number of people, but rather the type. I chose people who refused to commit and I protected myself by always keeping an eye out for a potentially better thing. What I’ve come to learn over the past year is that there are two types of people: people who make the right decision and people who make the decision right. For years, I was the first type of person. I was obsessed with making the “right” decision. For everything, I obsessed over which college I should attend and whic

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