After the date, I came home and Crashed. I capitalize it for emphasis. Really, dates take pretty much everything out of me. To recover I had to sit on the couch and read a novel for eight hours. *shrug*
It is becoming more and more difficult to motivate myself https://kissbrides.com/fi/collarspace-arvostelu/ to swipe on Tinder. Not only do I feel judgemental and slightly ridiculous, but I also feel increasingly apathetic. Honestly, I am surprised I haven’t swiped past every available man in Utah county by this point-it feels like I have!
Sometimes I’ll zone out and swipe past someone who I actually was interested it. Whenever that happens I always feel a strange sense of loss, almost a “what could have been” type feeling. I can’t let myself get too caught up in that though. If I had to confront and analyze every single lost opportunity I’ve ever had, I would get no rest. Much safer to ignore it.
Letting My Hair Down
One unexpected outcome I am getting from this is a sudden motivation to be more bold in real life. Being on Tinder is slowly breaking down the barriers of propriety I’ve set in place for myself, meaning that I feel more inclined to express my interest in guys I meet in my ward, job, etc. I feel slightly reckless that way. It makes me laugh-it’s an odd feeling.
It’s been a week since I started this Tinder thing, and honestly, I can’t believe I’ve been using it for such a short time. This last week has gone by faster than the wind-and I’m only halfway through my experiment!
I used to believe in love at first sight, not necessarily because I thought it was the most practical and likely thing to happen, but because love at first sight is easy. You stare at someone across the way and casually make eye contract.Leggi tutto