I think I'm finally ready to admit that I'm lonely.
Not in the "I need more friends" way... I'm good there (and I love all of you :))... but in the boyfriend fashion.
I've started hooking up a lot more lately... what I realize is an attempt to quickly satisfy a desire that can't be satisfied quickly. Looking for someone to cuddle with, kiss, have comfortable, uncomplicated, non-marathon sex with, feel pressed against me while I sleep... someone I don't have to work to impress... but is impressed by how little I try.
It's been over 3 years since my last heart-wrenching experience... a wound that still affects me today... and may preclude me from accepting something that may be worth accepting... but at this point, it'd be nice to find something... even if for a while.
I'm totally okay with me... I'm doing fairly good things... but there's that human tug for companionship that's hard to ignore sometimes...