Valentines Afterglow
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My brief foray into the mess found me with about ten females taken with my various communications and me wondering just what the heck I was doing anyway ... and alas; I determined that those things I find endearing and attractive aren't always common denominators in the fray.
This isn't to say there is a problem one way or another but I simply enjoy face to face interaction over the emails and pictures and what have you involved in the online variant. So I abandoned my pursuit of finding love online and have piddled around with various others who have their own motivations and left it at that.
I will say that communications in the form of paragraphs which look like text messaging shorthand were probably the biggest repellant of them all.
There is this thing called literacy and the ability to be at once eloquent and articulate which simply fails to project itself when every other sentence is "do you dig where I'm coming from ?" ...
Then there are those who would appear perfect. That's almost (but not nearly) just as bad. My trepidations with them arose from individuals wanting to talk late into the night and spend every waking hour together.
I have to have a little down and alone time it seems, but the rueful part of dating on line was passing up that chance to engage women who really had what I felt was going on in the relationship department because it was — well, too much.
So I am left to just do my occasional social thing and carouse with a few "buddies" from time to time. Regardless, I shall likely remain single. Let's face it, I simply don't have that much time remaining and I've pretty much seen all I need to see and done all I need to do.
So valentines leaves me a little empty this year with no one with whom to interact but it's better this way for me, I think.
We make our own beds in life and I am quite content to sleep in mine with or without someone else.