Not the Alice Deejay tune from 1999, I mean me.

I've been single for around four months now. Wow, that's actually a lot longer than it feels. I had been in a relationship of a couple of years where we'd got far too serious far too quickly, and had been living together and making plans that career-minded folk in their mid-20s should know better than to start making after only a few months together.

It wasn't all that long before her that I'd got out of another relationship of a couple years, and so it goes on. So I've never really spent much time as just... me.

Now is the perfect time to just be me. I'm back sharing  a house with mates, concentrating on work, and having the freedom to do anything I want. Brilliant. Because I don't really do that when I'm with someone. I tend to get too into relationships and end up voluntarily sacrificing other areas of my life, which I know I shouldn't.... but I can't help it. That's just me. Or at least it was.

I'm free to do whatever I like with my evenings and days off now, and it's great. I was worried that I'd get bored without another half, but I've been pleasantly surprised. I've been able to entertain so many more of my hobbies and passions, and I'm a much happier person for it.

This clearly isn't permanent. I still want to meet someone, fall in love, get married, and have kids, in the reasonably near future. So I figured I'd just go about my business until something, or someone, comes along. And it's a lot easier to find when you're not looking for it anyway!

But now, as there so often is, there's a spanner in the works. One of my new housemate's (let's call her Jess) best friends (hmm, she can be called Flossy), who I've only met three times, has entered the scene. Flossy isn't my usual type (although I don't think that's a bad thing, but I'll come to that another time).

To be honest I hadn't even thought about Flossy in that way until my other housemate (Albert) let slip that Jess had a plan to set me up with her. Psychology is a bugger. Firstly I ask myself whether Flossy has told Jess that she likes me, otherwise the setting up would be a bit pointless. Secondly, it's frustrating how you suddenly think of someone more when someone else puts an idea on the table.

Now I don't know if I like Flossy, it's far too early to tell that. And yes, I could (should, and probably will) just go along with whatever happens and if we end up going out a couple of times to get to know each other better, or whatever, then that's fine.

But knowing my history with women (in a nutshell, getting involved too quickly, falling in love way too quickly... i can fall in love with any pretty girl that i get on with in less than a month - i'm basically a danger to myself) I can't just let whatever will be, be, otherwise I'll wake up in a few weeks having rushed into another relationship. This needs some thought.

The only thought I can muster, however, is indecision. On one hand, I think I really need some 'me' time. Not to figure out who i am, or any of that Dawson's Creek nonsense, but just to enjoy my freedom and get into enough of a routine of living my own individual life that I'll actually maintain some of it next time I do get with someone new.

But what if this Flossy chick turns out to be amazing and I miss the chance to be with someone that I could have been really happy with? She's cute, and fun, and we seem to have quite a bit in common. We seem to get on and she seems sweet. I admit, I don't know her very well yet - there's a greater exploration needed. But for the sake of argument, what if she's brilliant and I let her go by because I'm busy trying to do something that I could very well manage while with someone, if only I could avoid rushing in. That would be pretty silly, wouldn't it? Or is Alice Deejay right, am I just better off alone, for now?