My last serious relationship ended in 1999.
I decided then that I was done. Not bitter or sad, just done
As I grew older I noticed my need for female companionship fading. A drop in testosterone maybe? Been there done that? Or focus on me and on my happiness.
Even in my 20's as much as I was sexual with my girlfriends it never was the only thing that kept us together.
Now at 54 years old I do miss the intimacy of spooning when sleeping sometimes but nothing else really.
Over those solitary years I've learned to know myself and love myself like no other chick could.
So of course I don't see myself dating at 82 years old in 2050 but I sure hope my PSVR45 allows me to sleep comfy spooning with a young Diane Keaton