Being a single woman is tough these days. You may want to find a partner out there in the world, but the search is much more difficult than you’d expect. I liken this search to walking through a desert. It’s a long and winding journey, and you have plans to get to an oasis, some day. But there’s no real straight path to get there.

You are searching for the guy of your dreams, in the form of a stone. A stone which, when you turn it over, will reveal your oasis, will be the wildest romance of your dreams, and will make all your dirtiest fantasies come true.

Now, as time passes you’ve been walking around in the desert for months, maybe years, looking for this oasis. You’ve been turning over stones left and right.

Suddenly, you’re out in the desert, on a normal day going about your daily life, when a guy that you used to know bumps into you. He is an old stone. A stone that you had come across in the desert before, perhaps when you weren’t single, or you weren’t in the right time and place. Maybe this stone is an old family friend, who you used to go to primary school with, who understands your upbringing and speaks your language, and it just so happens that he now lives around the corner from you. Maybe this old stone is that guy in college that you used to flirt with in the café, who was a bit older and had a girlfriend at the time, but he always made you laugh, and it just so happens that you come across him working in your city for a month, and he wants to catch up. These men had potential at some point, and they are the old stones.

Now, when you come across an old stone, you have to pick it up. You have to turn it over, just to see what is underneath. Because it could be your oasis that waits for you after all.

It is your duty to yourself because you simply don’t know. If it’s not there, and you meet up and you don’t hit it off, or it turns out they’re emotionally immature or they smell or they aren’t quite the type that you’d like, then you can just toss the old stone back into the desert. There’s no harm in that.

But you will only regret it if you don’t turn it over, if you don’t see if anything is there under that old stone. Because an oasis, after all, requires a time and a place. And this time, just this time, it could be right.