Relay-shun-ships. Ships with relays and a lot of shunning.
Something that's been on my mind recently is that although I've always been proud of my single-and-ready-to-mingle status, I can't help but feel lonely sometimes. Not lonely in the strictest sense - I have a lot of great friends, family, and co-workers, and I also appreciate alone-time to read a book or draw. But more in the sense that I don't have a "plus-one" to bring to events, or someone to go out for ice cream or dinner with, just the two of us.
Not that I'm complaining. I love being independent. I love being able to go to the bar and flirt without shame. I love not having to worry about always "looking good" for the boyfriend/girlfriend. I love being able to chase after a guy one week, and a girl the next week. Also, I hate what relationships do to some people. I don't wanna be the person who says "sorry guys, I can't hang out tonight or do anything fun because I promised my significant other we'd watch a movie tonight." I don't wanna be the person that doesn't want to go to the bar because there's "no point" - I can't flirt with people, right? I don't want to get into stupid, meaningless fights over stupid, meaningless things that wouldn't have made a difference if I wasn't in a relationship. I don't want to waste my time with someone who's going to break up with me (or whom I will break up with) one, or two, or three months down the line. I don't wanna be tied down.
And yet, I still think about it every once in a while - what it would be like to have a companion. Not just a friend, not just a random sexual partner, but both. But at the same-time, someone who wouldn't turn me into a boring ball-and chain, or who gets jealous or argumentative.
Meh, maybe I just need a hobby...
'Til then - single pride!!!