Golf, Catfish, and Finding True Love
When death breaks all the rules, dating can too.
He liked Christian literature. Me too! But the conversation never seemed to move beyond C.S. Lewis or Tolkien. Bland. Swipe left.
He talked about golf. A lot. I couldn’t figure out how to reply. Should I tell him I don’t think golf is actually a sport? Nah. Why bother? No second date.
He said he’d drive down to meet me. Gah! Too fast! Cold feet! Swipe left.
He told me I was beautiful. Then, he asked me to go to Italy with him. Catfished! Block. Swipe left.
He wasn’t Rob. Swipe left.
He wasn’t Rob. Swipe left.
He wasn’t Rob. Swipe left.
Was this all I could expect of dating in 2022?
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