man, was that tedious or what? Really, kudos for crafting the flow of words so precisely that the only feeling I had was, when will I be done reading this logorrhea? You might try try distilling all your wordiness into a simple poetical line. A picture is supposed to be with a few million words. You squander your simplistic images as much as you do yiur words.

I just don’t get your point. I touch my partner three times a week when we do stuff. I don’t need to be ear anyone else for many years. We take our masked and socially bird-watching walks before 8am so we have the trails free of chatty people.

So . . . why are you so morally weak? Why do you ned to glom onto people physically? Why do you need other people? Aren’t good books and music enough? Or are you addicted to lounging on the couch, staring at tv within easy reach if the fridge, like most americans.