I look back at old posts on this blog and chuckle… If I was to still make posts about every date I had, it would be akin to a worker at a car plant making a post about every new car that rolled off the line.
The dating assembly line.
I’ve tried to reel in the mediocrity of it all but it all ends up being more of the same. As I tighten down my “standards” I seem to have attracted the same beings as I. They too are in the same boat, we flirt, we laugh, we cheers – we part like opposed magnets.
Again, if dating sites were used to make friends I’d be able to fill a fucking football stadium by now for a simple birthday bash – but neither party is in it for friends – we’re in it to win it.
I am too lazy to look it up right now, but there is a famous line from someone in court over something porn related, and he was asked to describe it – he said, and I quote:
“I can’t explain it, but I know it when I see it”
Thus, is how we define a good date – or to put it better, “I know it when I feel it”
Those feels are rare – but they are an extremely powerful drug that all of us daters are in high pursuit of.