Occasionally I get asked out, no really I do. Sometimes I even go, have a coffee, and a chat but not too often because I know how busy I am at the moment so it’s not really something that seems fair to the other person. The other problem is that I am not just comfortable with my own company, I enjoy it.

I’m starting to think I could only ever spend time around someone who was equally okay with their solitude. There is attractiveness about people who don’t need to take people’s BS. Someone starts playing games? Explain you don’t need that in your life and walk away. I also like the idea that someone would just cut me dead and never talk to me again if behaved for one second like I did in my 20/30s.

Maybe it was getting a cat that pushed me over the edge. He’s cool, I’m cool. He does his thing I do mine. I remember to buy food, and occasionally he bites me for no reason. I really can’t imagine a relationship gets better than that, but I wish he liked going for drives.