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I got asked for my number yesterday at work. I said no. For some reason I just wasn't ready to donate my time to a woman. Though I shouldn't worry about it as much as I do. I just equate dating to my last relationship. Which was me basically working and then travelling three hours away as soon as I had any days off. It was an exhausting (though enjoyable) part of my life. Which is why a month after me getting a second job, I was half way relieved we broke up. I had no idea how I was going to maintain distance shit and have a full and part time job. And quite frankly, I love being single.