Photo by Hetty van der Zanden,
I like long walks along the beach...
After 28 years of existence, I've decided to date people. My mom laughed when I told her. She called up my dad and laughed with him too. They've been divorced for 15 years and haven't spoken for 10 until my sudden urge to find a companion brought those two together.
Since I was ashamed on how to get started about this, I asked my fourteen year old niece for advice. She's nice. A very tolerant, wise kid. That's the hallmark of this generation they are so open minded.
too open minded
There's a book of kama sutra for vegans hidden in my desk drawer now thanks to her. But she did sign me up on a dating app.
The app's premise is to describe my perfect date.
In reality, my perfect date is
A rousing discussion on cell permeability using fluorescent dyes.
But, according to my niece, I'll die alone.
So, this is what I wrote after researching cliched dates.
My perfect date is a long walk on the beach.
I have 30 matches now.
I should sharpen my axe...