I’m dating again. Partially out of boredom but also out of broke-dom. I can’t afford to hang out unless the other person is buying at least one of the rounds. I have attempted to hang out and not buy anything but that doesn’t cure the bore part of my doms. Unless the person I meet is super interesting. That’s not often the case. Sometime this summer I forgot how to be alone in public. Starting this project I knew the cost. Solitude is easier some days than others. Meeting new companions who show genuine interest only makes the disparity of loneliness even more stark. Fortunately, the asshat dates make up for that with consistent moments of gratitude for my independent lifestyle. Continue reading Romancing A Stoner
