Living Single: Tricky Questions and Trepidation

For the second installment of the Living Single Series, I’m steering clear of significant challenges and survival tactics. Rather, I’d like to touch on the definition of tricky questions, resulting trepidation and if dating and worth it have any correlation.

Per usual, please provide feedback if you’ve got some to offer. And if I know you, chances are ya’ just might.

Climbing up the proverbial corporate ladder has been a welcomed focus. I love my job now more than any position before, and it’s not just the fancy office. Although, my heart did skip a beat to see my nameplate next to the door. Work leaves little time to get tied up in even remembering that meeting cute boys is nothing more than a cherished, distant memory, washed up on the shore somewhere in Delray Beach.

 

The most promising young men I’ve met since moving here have all been my friends children and under 10 years of age. Please don’t judge the pride I basked in for just a moment after finding myself on an intriguing journey, taken through synthetic window mastery and new natural wonder discoveries with a handsome boy old enough to rent a car.

As potential excitement began to brew, so did curiosity, and well, we all know how the cat ended up. I asked what I had thought, until now, was a very straight forward question: “How many girls are you romantically involved with, currently?”

Nothing wrong with that question, right? It’s fair and rational. The response I got… not so much.

“To answer how many I’m currently romantic with is tricky.”

What? How is that tricky, in any way? I keep getting this advice, and it is appreciated by the way, I guess. However, it’s always revolving around how I need to adapt and adjust, how dating is a game I need to play and play well. How exhausting. Just typing it is exhausting. And, frankly, is it even worth it? How could one possibly consider dating when the one they’re considering wouldn’t even know whether or not they were actually dating. That sounds awful. Looks like I’ll be sticking to spending time with my plants and platonic comrades for now, at least until I can find less complicated questions to ask.

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