Of all the things love is, I think patient must be the hardest. I mean, even waiting for ‘the one’ takes quite a bit of patience. I say never settle for whatever you can find, but look for the one you’re happiest with, no matter how lonely you may feel. (And this is talking to myself too.) Now here’s a question: Do you think God made everyone with another half that can only be found in one other person on earth?