Wedding anxieties

It’s happening. I am finally getting wedding anxieties. Today I realized there are merely 15 days left until I am single. And it freaked me out. Oh-my-god! Only 15 days! End of an era. Start of a new life. New dimension, new way of looking at things, planning everything for two. As much as I am looking forward to get married, and as excited as I am, the feeling of losing my independence was ineffeble. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to hang out late night with my best friend again, or watch 3 movies back-to-back in one night, or go to bed wearing a suit, and do all the things that single guys do.

I think I’ve had enough of this single life. I have had a lot of fun, been to a lot of places, tried many things (although there is a lot more I wanted to do but never got a chance). I think I am now too old to live a single life. I think it’s time for me to finally settle down and taste the fruit of marriage. I want my future wife to be an integral part of my life. I want her to be involved in everything I do. I want her to stand by me through thick and thin, and support me whatever I do. Even if the entire world turns against me, if my wife is on my side I would have the courage to fight against the whole world. I want to make her dreams come true. I want to travel the world with her. I want to do all the things with her that I couldn’t do when I was single. I want to make her my bestest friend, and be her bestest friend.