I'll say that, in recent months, I've begun to question whether it's something I am interested in. I feel like I've vaguely gone on about the subject before, but it's possible I've only imagined making posts, but at any rate, I'm starting to get comfortable with my life regardless. I've got friends I can talk to when I need emotional support, I've got those same friends when I need social activity, the Internet provides me with a huge range of additional acquaintances (thanks for that, by the way), and I don't feel a need to have a person to share the more physical aspects of a romantic relationship with.
That isn't to say I don't get crushes and stuff. Those happen... too frequently for my taste, really. Almost universally, they're based on an incomplete picture of the person involved. On the plus side, I guess, that picture can now be mental as well as physical, but eh. Point being, they're all so... superficial. And I've got to a point in my life where I can see that. Add that to the fact that, while I might feel an urge to be in a romance with somebody in particular, a romance is at the same time something I don't actually want and I know that, and I don't think I'd be very happy - and I wouldn't be a particularly good boyfriend, either. That kind of dissonance is not something stable enough to build a working relationship on. So while I've got the brief impulses, it's not something I want to act on, and I don't see any joy coming from doing so.
Anyway, that's my own feelings. They're not actually relevant to much, but since the topic came up I felt like just getting them down in text. No advice or words of wisdom (hah! Sorry, "wise Bauglir" is such a silly mental image to me - probably my beard has grown and gone all white, and I am enrobed, because that's about the only way that is going to happen) in this post.