It’s tough to reach for the unknown in exchange for the known. Even when the known isn’t making you happy. I spent 20+ years with a wonderful woman. Almost everything about our lives together was pretty great. When she died, I tried my best to replace her with someone else that would give me the same “known”. Instead, I found misery, more than once. But being in a relationship was something I knew how to do. Being alone is completely foreign to me. But here I am. And it’s exciting. And not just a little scary.