Winter is officially here, or has been here, which translates to shorter days, colder nights, staying indoors, Netflix, takeout food, and of course: cuddling. That is, if you have somebody to cuddle with, which may not be the case for some of us.

Although, it is an unofficial statement, but everyone knows that the time period between the holidays to February, it is cuffing season. “Cuffing” defined by Urban Dictionary as, “During the fall and winter months people who would normally rather be single or promiscuous find themselves along with the rest of the world desiring to be “cuffed” or tied down by a serious relationship. The cold weather and prolonged indoor activity causes singles to become lonely and desperate to be cuffed.”

Although, I don’t agree entirely with the poor definition given, it does give you a general idea. People have a particular love-look dazzle in their eyes – something is seriously in the air. There are cute couple things to do in the Winter, especially when holiday decorations are on display. Sipping on hot chocolate and roaming the twinkled lit streets.

This is truly the only season when I wish I was in a long-term relationship or being in an actual relationship. I can veg out with someone all the time, all day, especially Sundays.

But this is just for the season, though. Yeah, I said it. For those strongly disagree with having a “seasonal partner,” you can argue that that is why you have friends. Sure, having friends within a few miles radius is a great thing, too, but what if you want someone on a more physical intimate level? I believe friends fill in certain voids to an extent. Leave room for the other stuff you fantasize about for those seasonal partners.

An article published on the Huffington Post Women last fall described when two women put an ad on Craiglist looking for a Fall Boyfriend. My only thought when I heard about this? I should have done that! Don’t know why I am not doing it; perhaps Craiglist’s administrators would probably remove the ad…

I just need to survive until February – I keep telling myself that. After the whole Valentine’s Day aka commercial holiday blows over, then I will feel like my normal self again. Not that I do not enjoy my singledom, but the idea of bantering over who gets the last gyoza while streaming Friends on Netflix sounds kind of comforting.


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