Commentary on Dating…

This Monday I went on yet another date with Mahdi from OKCupid. A shorter Iranian import who, physically, was everything I could ever want in a man. We had a nice, short coffee date at Strange Brew on Manchaca, then walked up Stassney Lane a bit, occasionally hand in hand. Talked about everything under the sun, snuck some light kisses in the shadows between streetlights and then walked back and turned up the heat in his car. It was entirely enjoyable and neither one of us has texted the other since Monday night. His last message was “thanks for everything,” and I sort of read that as a farewell and left it alone and haven’t heard back, so I think I’m pretty spot on there.

And strangely, I’m okay with that. What a weird creature you are, Mr. Goodson! Life sure loves giving me exactly what I think I want, and when I get it, I often find its heavier than I expect and so I put it down, turn my nose up after the first try. Is that how it is for everyone, or is it only me that’s so privileged as to have the entire Universe testing my convictions and ideas? I suspect its that way for all of us – blessings and problems for us to sort through, but it’s not always recognized as so, especially when things turn sour.

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