I feel my age. Maybe even older!
I suppose that’s normal. Growing up with a disability somehow makes you mature 5 times faster than the normal person. So while I may have been 20 once upon a time, I felt 25. So on and so forth. (At least I managed to have a grand ole time!)
Now I feel older… and single. No significant other to speak/write about. And though I’d love to think of Ravi as my other half, it’s just not the same. Besides, he’s taken to ignoring me when other people are around.
Hence, the solution: visit Ok Cupid.
My photos on there are old. My profile still lists me as having an innate love affair with BSG. And apparently it’s not cool to not have the official app, or something like that.
Within an hour of my going active again, I received quite a few messages spelling out a number of things including but not limited to an invite to coffee, movie star comparisons, and the all important, "Hey, beautiful." (hubba, hubba)
The stalker sense has not stopped tingling. I mean, when did online dating become so creepy?
Duh! It was always this way.
But I think I’ll hang around the OK site just to see what other amusing things I can fill my time with.