«A great numb feeling washes over me as I let go of the past and look forward to the future... »
- B.E. Ellis, The Rules of Attraction
I've been sick the last few days and, in between fever spikes, I was thinking.
How bad does it suck to be all alone in this day to day routine. Sure, flirting is fun. Dating and occasional sex keeps you busy. But when you feel miserable, it's fun to know someone is there for you to lay your head on.
But past 30, true connection with new people are random, at best.
You meet, you fuck, you go to brunch and then you forget to text back because of some random bullshit. Not into your music, weird friends, dosen't get along with her mom, so on ...
Where have all the honest feelings gone?