Sick of love

Mornings are hard. . . its painful to ease into the day.  I've taken solace in short lived television shows with grumpy 20 something year old girls who can't interact with the outside world properly its comforting.  I was told the other day that if you spend enough time with anyone you can fall in love, that its nothing special, but maintaining that love is something else.  I want to wake up in a pair of arms not next to my dog.