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It's midweek but I'm on leave and instead of getting stressed at my office desk I am enjoying the sun at my favorite café. It's "oh so quiet" and as I sit here, in a transient yet perfect moment of peace, I realize that I will never ever be in a relationship and that what remains of my life will be, as it has been up to now, in a state of solitude. And that's OK. I'm free and I like it. So this could as well be the end of my what-is-wrong-with-me whining. Nothing. It's quite simple - I am not in a relationship because I don't want to be. 

The end.