Why I Am Single

While driving to Atlanta for the American Chemical Society Smeeting, a colleague who recently got engaged asked a recently married colleague what his favorite part of marriage was. After a moment, he responded that it was knowing that there was always someone waiting for him. While I winced in horror, the recently engaged colleague smiled and said she hoped he would say that. Whereas, I find constantly having to deal with another person confining, spiritually suffocating and soul killing. It is only when I forget this that I choose to date again. Hence, the multi-year relationship hiatuses. Maybe this will not be true with the right person, but that has been my experience up to this point.

(Side note: I would have guessed that the plural of hiatus was hiati, but dictionary.com says no, and the internet is always right.)