you know when you get to the point where you're completely accustomed to it, and it seems like there actually isn't any other way of living, and you start finding it weird that sometimes people aren't single, but then there's these occasional outbursts of panic, and all flings and one night stands leave you completely dissatisfied and feeling empty and hollow, but you've been single so long that getting into a state of mind where you could actually go out with someone seems like such a barrier that you don't even bother doing it (and have probably inadvertently put off several prospective partners through this) but above all else, you're really really bored of even having to think about romance and suspect you might end up a bitter old homeless junkie?