Self Sufficient

They say its a basic human need to have a life partner. The very special someone you spend the next half a century with, from the day you frock up the aisle with your mom crying the piss out of you till the final moments when you close your wrinkled weary eyes after a very very long day.

He or she will come to know your deepest darkest secrets, from the time you dress up in your sister's skirt and lipstick only to be caught in the act by your ex-girlfriend, to knowing the name of the person you lost your virginity to when you were 18 in your parents' bedroom while they were watching crimewatch downstairs. Secrets even your best friend might not even have been let into.

They is nothing to hide away from them. He or she will come to be the very reflection of you, the one finishing your sentences in awe of your friends, the person you would have to call Husband/Wife and not get confused when your partner's secretary enquire if you are the Wife/Husband calling and not become outraged thinking that you have married a two timing bastard when you are the said Husband/Wife in question.

Now that is one hell of a scary thought.

Call me cynical, but I have yet come to realise the long comings of such an investment. Too many things in life has taught me well that humans are a very unusually burden-shy species. Fun laughter peace and joy are indeed, all very well, but don't be surprised they run for the hills the moment Burden has to be shared, Responsibility has to be uphold and Trust to be provided.

My name is Samuel, therefore I am, and only am.

Perhaps to the uncynical, I am but a poor sad bastard who will undoubtly face the final golden years of his life lodged in a musty cobwebbed one room studio with forty cats. That might come to pass of course. But then again, the life I would have would be more carefree and trouble-free then the people who get hitched and have to deal with all type of nonsense like Divorce, Pregnancy, Depression and How to Change a Nappy.

But then again, I might just be feeling emo after all.