Now that I am single, it feels like the entire world is coupled up. My best friend is busy planning her wedding and just sent out her disgustingly cute engagement picture. My ex-'boyfriend' - or whatever you want to call him - is already living with his new girlfriend. All my co-workers are either married or in serious, committed relationships. Ever last one of them. My parents have been married for 35 years. Fuck, even my dog has a boyfriend. His name is Olav and they don’t get to see each other very often, but they have a bond that transcends time and space.
I am not a serial dater. Never have been. I have always somewhat envied the flirty girls that are always attached, but that is just not me. And I have accepted that. There are advantages to not being that kind of girl. My current roommate, before she found God, was breaking up as often as she was hooking up. She’d come home utterly crushed with each failed relationship. And I’ve met too many couples going through the make-up-and-break-up cycle. And I sure as hell would not want to be dealing with that. But it would be nice to be able to let loose and go whore myself out once in awhile.