I'm on over a year long dry streak after a series of about four 3 month long relationships and you'd think that I'd be down to poke just about anything by now, but I have reached a point where I can not bring myself to listen to what some airhead has to say about her cat, something she saw on Facebook, or god forbid, her political views on the off chance that I might get laid.
It's not because I'm depressed and think I don't deserve it or some psycho analytical bullshit, although it's worth noting that by the clinical definition I probably am depressed, however most of my self-esteem has somehow survived. I just want someone intelligent to talk to and laugh at and do stuff with who also would be willing to let me enter them.
I guess that's harder to find than I though, not to mention how needy everyone is these days. Do we really have to see each other every day of the week or text all day? If you don't see each other, do you think the other person disappears? I have other things I want to do.