I wanted to write a blog about online dating, but as I journey through this world, I see that my experiences are not that far fetched from other 30-somethings on this pursuit of love. I almost feel bad for the lot of us really trying to be normal in this anti-normal realm of glancing, grazing, making quick decisions, trading a few quips, engaging in whimsical discussions about who we are and why we aren’t in relationships currently, meeting up and then…judging. I recently met a man who I thought was absolutely divine, based on our ability to chat endlessly for hours on a vast amount of nothingness that was everything. He was divine all right, until I discovered his lack of empathy, a love of materialism, and a high maintenance attitude that made me want to throw up. Read: He is a narcissist. *smh* I had not the energy or the inclination to explain to him why his perception was so jacked up. So, here I go again. Right back into the world of glancing, grazing, making quick decisions, trading a few quips….you get the idea.
A Love Supreme, Coltrane’s handwriting.