Dude, Chino, I totally understand where you're coming from. TOTALLY. I went through a divorce, hit the dating scene and actually had a fair bit of fun - single, reasonably good looking, reasonable amount of disposable income, reasonable willingness to talk to anyone - but I met a wonderful, beautiful (former beauty pageant winner, no shit, for real) and decided to get married again.
As with Chino, love her dearly, great sex life, just purely enjoy being in her company, but... there's an element to the hunt that is just not satisfied.
But it's not that; that's an element of "monogamy" that has been in play since humankind started putting on pants and perfume. At the risk of having this sound like "GET OFF MY LAWN!", I think its a combination of "me me me", and it being hard for people to put in the work these days. We want to know everything about someone, we want to know all their piccadillos and perks, in two dates. Bang on the second date, find out if she's a freak in the sheets, and move the fuck on if it's not PERFECT for ME. The "one" doesn't just fall into your lap. I feel I've met "the one", but it didn't come in a box with a bow on it. It took effort, work, and desire on both our parts to cultivate it.
i think some of you think she should have 38Ds, be as cute as my favorite actress, give great head, take it in the can, listen to all my shit and baggage about the previous girl that decimated my heart wrongly, will plan all our dates, respond to all my texts within 15 minutes, let me use Tinder as much as I want, have no prior history with any men, and she should clearly communicate all that to me in a series of texts in a frequency not less than five per day.
No offense to anyone here, and I don't mean any one person here - and I realize I'm not there on any of the dates - but I see people rejecting some promising relationships that might take some time and effort to cultivate over some really trivial shit.