So, yeah. I’m trying to date again.
Truth be told, I hate dating. To be more accurate, I hate the beginning parts of dating.
As soon as we call it a date, all this unreasonable pressures settles on the shoulders of both involved. We wish to know things that can’t be possibly be known on dates 1 through whatever.
And if we can, we are not relaxed enough, open enough, to allow it to organically happen. We are too busy thinking we can dial it up on demand like Netflix and chill.
It reminds me of a quote at the beginning of a book I am reading.
“Utram bibis? Aquam an undam? Which are you drinking? The water or the wave?” — John Fowles, The Magus