My thoughts from my personal journal…
I’m a hopeful romantic, stuck in a time of instant gratification.
No more regrettable walks of shame while being hung over. Just Ubers your Tinder date called thirty minutes into your “Netflix & Chill”.
No more courting a lady who caught your eye& captivated your interest. Now it’s “Cuffing” so you have to find comfort in your own company.
No more genuine curiosity & finding the unraveling of someone’s mind captivating. Instead, its swipe “Left” if they aren’t charming in three prompts or pretty enough. Or maybe it’s, swipe “Right” and the commitment phobia sets in as soon as intimacy is introduced.
Theres no committing to one person, genuinely getting to know them & only them. If this isn’t verbalized, that this singular person is being pursued…Consider yourself on a “Roster”
When did personal standards in dating become so impersonal?
When did monogamy & commitment become…extinct?
If this is what its like to explore love & show curiosity in someone, I’d rather light tinder in my fireplace this winter. Snuggle up with my dogs under cozy blankets. Watch the golden age of Hollywood men who set the standard. Call myself an Uber…Eats. The only thing to my “Left” & “Right” are my dogs. The only “Roster” I have is a list of movies to binge watch.
PNW Wild Flower 