For the life of me, I will never understand this obsessive desire to be in a relationship. It's so prevelant in our society -- get married, have kids, and PRESTO -- all your problems will be solved and you'll be happy.
What garbage.
I come home to an empty house, and I LOVE it. I fucking love it! I have complete freedom with my time -- I have no responsabilites to anyone other then myself.
I look at my friends who've gotten married or (ick!) procreated, and I honestly feel sorry for them. They don't seem paticularly happy to me, that's for sure.
Here's a qestion for you relationship junkies -- if you're not happy with yourselves now, what makes you think you'll be happy with someone else?
There's a reason the divorce rate is as high as it is, ya know?