Desirable

Everyone has one thing they want to be. You know, besides rich and powerful and beautiful. We all want to be desired.

Being wanted is the most sincere form of flattery. Imitation can suck it. In my experience, being wanted shows you have something that the other person doesn't have. Or maybe they don't have enough of it.

I got yet another job interview offer today, after being told it takes up to a year to get a job on this small island. And David and I joked about it, where David said "who would have thought you'd be so desirable."

At the end of the day, I just want to be needed. I want to be the one who is depended upon for something for once.

I am excited to start working again, because it means I can start contributing to the family instead of being the mooch.