My preoccupation doesn't change my circumstances or what the best things for me to do (and not do) are. It's been part of my moodiness, which is so far from seeking His Kingdom first that it's not even funny. I don't want to despise the gift of singleness I've been given in this season. But I get it, and maybe that's important.
Back to eating my dinner—I'm not in a bad mood; I'm just processing.