Most of the time I’m pretty good about my lack of romantic life, and accept it as the price of being true to myself. Sure, I’ll have the occasional depressing thought about it, but most often it’s only with a faint sense of regret I reflect on my relationship status. I have noticed it’s harder in public places like cafes, when I’m on my own, but that’s hard to separate from not being there with friends–and indeed when I am there with friends I’m perfectly alright that I’m not in a relationship. However, summer is always harder to bear? The reason for this, you ask? Simple: summer is when a great number of young females show a lot more skin. Seeing all those beautiful bodies, quite often wearing form-fitting or scanty clothing, exacerbates the feelings of loneliness and increases my thoughts on relationships. I’m not exactly proud of this–the fact that mere physical appearances are triggering this is a necessary part of being flesh and blood, and I tend not to be too happy with those necessary parts of being flesh and blood but there aren’t really a lot of alternatives at the moment and I’ll probably be happy with some of the necessary parts of being flesh and blood if I ever do get in a romantic relationship so I’ll live with them for now. There’s not any real moral point or advice contained in this post, basically just posting an observation, so no need to search for a deeper meaning.
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My name is Devin Hogg. I was born and raised in Carnarvon, Ontario, Canada. I moved to Guelph, Ontario, Canada in 2009 for university and lived here ever since. In my free time, I enjoy reading, watching TV and movies, going on long walks, swimming, and practicing Chen style Tai Chi. I love to write poetry and blog regularly about topics such as mental health, sci-fi/fantasy series, faith, sexuality, and politics. View more posts