Getting laid would be a great idea. However, women are real people, too. Lest we forget, they have all those annoying thoughts and opinions they feel compelled to express. This isn't chauvinism — I find men equally annoying. I can seldom afford to get drunk at a bar, nor am I able to be personable while sober. The last time I tried to pick up a chick, it got insufferable. She spoke and expected me to respond as if I actually cared. How presumptuous. I totally lost interest after 45 seconds.
Sex is the root of much distraction and destruction. Life is too short and sweet. Well-endowed cerebrum haranguing me as always, I once considered formal celibacy. Genius personified Nikola Tesla chose celibacy to focus all his energy on science. Isaac Newton never had sex. Like Tesla, I wanted to think of bigger things. I already do. Remove the urge to socialize and the hormonal impulses are nothing. Constant thought which is largely involuntary completes the package. Celibacy is a bit formal, but I'm a contented bachelor.
I hope your Valentine's Day was great ... as you tolerated someone special. Maybe the empty apartment didn't greet you with the warmth it gave me. For me, it was just another day and another good time. Being alone often doesn't mean loneliness. It can be quite natural and rewarding. Many fear loneliness and err on the side of caution ... or botched the birth control job.
Surrounded by spouses and parents, I wonder how they manage or find time to enjoy themselves. My good fortune is humbling, but I'm proud to be living my only childhood dream. I'm settled down and being true to my love.