Sex comes with a lot of different expectations and consequences depending on the person. If those things are not communicated honestly beforehand, then things easily get messy, feelings get hurt, or regrets happen. So, before you decide to take that step with someone, consider the following:
I couldn’t believe I had actually been getting Tinder dates off my ridiculous profile. My pictures were so bleh and my bio was basic. I was enjoying getting to meet some new people from it, but I wasn’t really connecting with any of them. Am I really going to find my wife on Tinder? I questioned all my life decisions that led to being so single that I was going on my fourth Tinder date of the month.
I decided to drag my ass to the gym for the third time this week, surprisingly. I was naturally thin, so the only thing motivating me to go to the gym was wanting muscle, which I wasn’t in a rush to gain. I scanned my key card at the door, and soaked in the usual gym stench. My eyes gazed through the gym, scanning the patrons who had decided to show up today. I shuffled with my heavy duffel bag into the locker room.
The airport in Austin was a lot better than the airport in Chicago. The Austin airport had giant, colorfully painted guitars, murals, and artwork everywhere. It seemed more like a mall than an airport, except somehow less crowded. We got to the terminal about 40 minutes before we needed to, because of what happened last time... So, I sat and I waited, wishing for something, or someone, to pass the time. I temporarily settled for the men's beach volleyball on the television as my entertainment. I eventually got so overcome with boredom that I resorted to the free internet kiosk 20 feet away. It was broken. So I sat. And sat. And sat. And then finally the plane was boarding. I showed my boarding ticket, and practically flew down the slanted pathway to the plane.