On Dating Again, Jubilantly

Breaking news: I haven’t lost my groove.

(I don’t even know why I was legitimately concerned about that. I was though. I shouldn’t have been. Turns out it is like riding a bike. <— I hate it when people say that.)

I went on my first official date in many years. It was fantastic. Not in a heart-stopping, butterflies way but in a hey, I feel like I’ve known you forever even though I know like seven things about you way. It flowed smoothly. There were no awkward pauses, no standing twiddling your thumbs and being weird. It just went, from the moment it began, very organically.

I dropped my phone that night and broke it. It’s really hard to try to explain to your date that you’re not that drunk, your purse just flips over sometimes, and even if you weren’t trying to blame it on your purse, you’re just that clumsy. He was cool about it. I was way more calm than I generally am when I break my phone. I have a new phone now. I have no idea what I’m doing with it.

Regardless, I’ll definitely see him again. There’s nothing sexier than a man who reads things. Literature, news magazines, the whole nine yards. I’m enthralled. I want to borrow freely from his bookshelf. His politics are wrong (they could be worse), but I have yet to meet a man in his early thirties who hasn’t flirted with libertarianism, so he gets a pass there.

Ah, well. I was reflecting on dating in my early twenties. I so desperately wanted to find the missing puzzle piece – the man who would be the solution, the perfect fit, the right answer. I realize now that there is no right puzzle piece, only ones that are better suited than others. The fact that there’s no right answer leaves a lot of room for interpretation and that’s where the fun comes in.

Am I the person I want to be? Not yet. Do I have growing and changing and reaching yet to do? Of course. Do I still need to get rich enough to hire a cleaning service because I’m just never going to grow into organization? Definitely. (For some reason, I still think that I’ll start to feel like an adult when I have a clean house all time. I have a sneaking suspicion that’s never going to happen.)

I am ready to enjoy the bounty that the world has to offer. I’m thrilled to start getting back out there in a social and emotional way. Life is full of adventures and I don’t want to miss a single one.

A

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