When people think of online dating, they often think of people looking for love, romance, and companionship. While this is certainly a large part of the online dating sphere, there are plenty of people online looking for something less serious and more casual—many just want to find some no strings attached relationships!
I just got back from an amazing trip to Belize with my boyfriend of 11 years!
You meet someone for the first time and your heart flutters. You find yourself drawn to them without knowing why. Perhaps you find that your feelings for a friend of a friend are growing, and it perplexes you. Instead of being free to explore your emotions, you hold back because the individual who is giving you butterflies is of a different race. You hesitate because you are not sure if he or she feels the same, or if family and friends will approve.
How do I tell a well-structured story when life is nothing but chaos? My life has been in shambles for years, so tell me, how am I supposed to tell you just how ugly and beautiful life has been? Do I start with those lovely Saturday mornings when I wake up with his arms around me? Or should I start with those nights when I decide drink over love?
Every year that I have taught fifth grade, they have always been obsessed with my dating life. I typically do not divulge whether I am dating someone or not, but this just keeps them asking, and does not deter them as I hope. This year, nothing has changed, however they have been more open with what they are thinking is going on my life.
Sitting at my kitchen table, phone in hand and app store open. I'm debating about resurrecting the Bumble online dating app. I'll give it one more try. A chocolate Adonis graces my screen and I swipe right... we are a match! Since women have to make the first move, I send a message: "Hey handsome." While I wait for a response, I look at his profile. Chocolate (check), 5'11" (check), handsome (check), sexy (check), educated (check), 36 years old... a tad young to my 40 years, but not a huge deal.
The internet is surely largely to blame for the recent-ish trend of transmuting traits and preferences into full-blown personalities. Now, it is no longer enough to enjoy a glass of Prosecco; you must own a pair of socks that say "Be there in a Prosecco," that you will lounge around the house in along with your "it's Prosecco o'clock!" pyjamas, clutching your mug emblazoned with "there's too much coffee in my Prosecco!" Do you see what I'm saying? You do don't you. See also: liking pizza, having a pug, doing CrossFit, etc, etc, etc, etc.
The day before Dylan reached out, which you can read about in the post "The Day He Asked Me To Coffee," I listened to a podcast about positivity, luck, and chance. As I cleaned hotel rooms at the Holiday Inn, TED experts explained to me why some people just seem to be luckier than others and why that is.
It was only 8:05 in the morning and someone standing near me was giving off an aroma of fried food. Dazed and somewhat awake, staring out into the subway tracks on the lookout for sewer rats (my usual routine), I stood waiting for the second train of my morning commute. From my peripherals, I could see the man next to me was the culprit for this fried food aroma, as he held on to a small bag from Chick-Fil-A. That same hand holding his unhealthy but I’m quite sure delicious breakfast featured a loose button, holding on by a thread (literally), from the sleeve of his tan pea coat.
Over the course of this week, I have witnessed what a relationship should and should not be. Of course, I am familiar. I am versed on the subject. But, sometimes, you may need a reminder of the exact details of what you are looking for in a relationship.
Once upon a time, I met up with a tall, dark, and handsome (like, always) dude who, for the sake of privacy, I'll name Joe (which is also easier to type as we go along). Joe and I had been talking for about two weeks before meeting up. Yes, we met on Tinder. I thought something was wrong with me when I found myself downloading and deleting the app more often than I replace my Glade Plug-Ins, but I've come to find out that EVERYONE in NYC does the same thing. Whatever. Joe was a lot more breathtaking in person (they always are, girls). He was easy on the eyes and made you feel at home when he said your name.