It doesn’t mean I’m head over heels for you or you’re the person I want to have my babies with. So relax.
I didn’t go Nantucket searching for the love of my life. I didn’t go looking for a boyfriend or a man to fill some empty void. I went because I like to take chances, I like to put myself out there despite the disappointments that I can never seem to escape from. I went because I’m a freaking hopeless romantic. Sue me.
Swiping right and reading “It’s a match!” boosts my confidence for a moment, then it stagnates once again. The countless “hey what’s up?” messages all become meshed into one, and I can’t be bothered.
My life is all over the place. Not in a bad way, but I’m always looking forward to the next big thing.
I have more questions than I do answers. And that is what perhaps scares me the most.
I drafted a post titled “23 things I wish I knew at 22.” Haha, wait, am I actually significantly older and wiser than I was at 22? Ummmm….I’m going to go with a hard “no.”