I spend exactly one third of my time desperately wanting to be in love and having the companionship that goes along with tgat. I spend another third of my time liking the solitude, imagining a blissfully single life for myself. In the other third, I am just me, give or take a dog or a baby.
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What works for me is being with someone who leaves me alone for long swaths of time, so I can have the solitude along with the love. It is the same, but it’s different. I used to really enjoy the melancholy that went with really being alone (being single), but I can’t seem to call that up very often anymore. My dog requires much more attention than my girlfriend does.
Yeah, I suppose something like that will be best for me. Minus the pets, of course.