Like all great egos, I'm in a relationship with myself. But before you get excited, I sleep with other people. Before I get into that, I have a question; How do you describe a love life that essentially involves sleeping with several people whilst dodging commitment or responsibility without coming across like a stereotypical chauvinistic lothario? Because that's what I am going to try. If you have any suggestions - by all means get in touch and I will update/edit this post. Here goes.
I like being single and uncommitted. I like the view into other peoples lives I get from their bedrooms. I like having enough sex so that the desire to fuck does not lead me in to bad decisions and the way that allows me to think about decisions I might make about my future love life.
Some might look down on that and to some extent I can understand why. I am not the embodiment of puritanical relationship standards or Chivalry. I am, however, honest - which tends to fly in the face of some of the assumptions people make when they hear about my lifestyle.... But in the interest of self-preservation, I respect all of my partners enough to be open and honest about what I want, and I won't pursue people who I know want something else. Being in a relationship with myself does not necessitate that I am the only person who benefits from my decisions. The opposite is true; I would be upset if in the pursuit of my own desire, I was the only to be satisfied.
The idea of a relationship is not wholly unattractive to me. Sleeping with 4 different people in a week is enough to make you realize that the conquest of several different partners is less important and attractive to pleasuring someone you genuinely like. I could settle, though time is an issue and I somewhat doubt the fairness of entering a relationship that, thanks to my career and personality (I like my own company) at this moment in time - I know I would not be able to dedicate enough time to. Some people like to believe that their hearts are held within safes that only they hold the keys to. My heart, however is simply atop a very large castle that overlooks an ocean of magma. The base of which being guarded by a battery of remarkably cruel goblins. I will lower the drawbridge when someone I fancy asks to be let in and I have time to find the right levers.
Let's hope that makes some sense, eh?
Ego Prevails.
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