I mean, I like people and adore chatting/gossiping/flirting... but I don't want to share the same living space as other people. I love being able to come home, lock the door and leave the world outside.
I think the trick is finding someone you want to lock yourself away
with - WIN/WIN situation!
And if you want to lock them in your bedroom and throw away the key... even better.
That's true, I guess.
But to be serious for a (very) brief moment, I'm way too selfish a person for this. I don't mean selfish in a bad way - I'm generally friendly, polite, have a certain level of charm/ease in my manner, and can be supportive and caring when it's needed.
But I don't care - and have never cared - deeply enough about someone to want to live with them. Not in a nasty way, it just hasn't ever happened. Not that I've never had short-term relationships or anything like that; of course I have... but that's the thing; they've always been relatively short-term because I never have the, well,
patience is probably the best word, to take things beyond having fun for a short while.
Living together with someone, as part of a long-term relationship, requires something more - a willingness to compromise because you WANT to compromise because compromising with them makes you happier. I've never been that moved. It's easy to write all that off as "not met the right girl yet", but I've met plenty of girls and I'm not convinced that's the case.
I'm just happiest the way I am, I think. Never say never, of course. But I wouldn't bet on this feeling changing any time soon.
Anyway, enough gravity. Back to the levity.