Solitary Life

I have been living in solitary since I moved out from home.

I failed spectacularly in each attempt at making new connections, while old relationships fade away like sand through fingers.

That I do not feel particularly bad about living lonely is the most direct cause, and I suspect that a bad habit has been formed through a combination of social anxiety and my chronic lack of perseverance.

This attitude probably leads to undesirable consequences. I am getting a roommate soon, and I am curious as to how this will change my life.