jekyllandhyde

Slipping into one of my patented funks again. I haven't really had one since moving here, but the general lack of a social life (and odd inability to focus on writing as much as I need to be) has been adding up. A friend of mine from Baltimore mentioned to me tonight that I've been isolating myself, unintentionally, and I think she's right. I've been single for two years, haven't had sex with anyone for over a year; after she mentioned that, I'm wondering if some of this is due to the fact that I'm a little hesitant about intimacy after the psychological blow my ex delivered to me. I was only looking at engagement rings, after four years together, when she told me she was seeing a magician (not a musician, mind you, a magician), so I think I can be forgiven for that. Perhaps that betrayal hasn't subsided as much as I thought it had. I think it would help to maybe just have a random fling, but that leads me to my second problem on this front: I just suck at dating, haha.

Anyway, this turned into much more of a public introspection than I usually indulge in on this site; I'll go back to my infrequent comedic and/or literary posts next time, same Bat-Time, same Bat-Channel.