Good Afternoon Family,
I meant to send this note a few days ago but I got caught up doing everything or maybe, nothing at all.
Within the past few months, I’ve had some really quirky dates. From meeting someone who literally passed out in front of me to someone who asked me to score our outing, it’s just been plain awkward. There have been a few normal souls and because of their normalcy, they actually seemed exceptional. But a breath of fresh air should feel like a nice merry go round, not a regular walk down the block. But for whatever reason, people just don’t act like they have good sense. I’ve been holding most of the hilarity from the Chronicles and throwing it into an outline for my next fun project. What’s a great summer without a short film to walk with into the Fall!
When outings go sour or things just get a little crazy, I’ve learned to repeat to myself, ‘Dating is an exercise, I am just strengthening my muscle. I am just strengthening my muscle.’ I don’t really get this whole dating/courtship thing but I imagine I’ll continue to keep going and not get it until eventually, some light bulb will come on. Or maybe no light bulb will come on. scratches head, kanye shrug
Wait, wait – let me backtrack. I’ve never really truly dated just to go out and meet new people. I’ve always gone out and kinda (without realizing) selected someone. Insert Chris Rock quote – ‘I want HIM.’ I’m sure there are a few reasons why that’s so automatic so I’m consciously working on that, realizing that we’re all a work in progress. Just because I want him, doesn’t mean he wants me now or at all. And I can’t nice someone into liking me. And I dog on sure can’t make it seem like I understand just so he’ll vent to me and make me the ‘go to’ counselor. So I will get out there and get more comfortable with myself and with others because that's why this time is here.
This level of experience, as opposed to agonizing analogy, is cool. I mean, I think I’d beat a broken record by expounding on the fact that our modes of communication aren’t really communication. As much as I love Twitter and Facebook for idle chatting during the day, a poke or a Direct Message hardly qualifies for special attention. So, how does this next generation of 20-something communicators thrive in an environment where we text instead of talk and retweet as opposed to write letters?
I’ll get back to you on that. All I do know is that the answers will only appear as I continue to live the questions. And most definitely, this and all else will happen in its own time.
Ahh, and what do we have here. A text message that reads, 'That's how you know a date was bad, no further contact afterward.' This was written by someone I went on an outing with over 5 weeks ago and never spoke to again. Sigh...shaking my head...Why?!?
‘Dating is an exercise, I am just strengthening my muscle. I am just strengthening my muscle.’
Workin' Day & Night,
Kristen Victoria
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