Date 10. Where do I begin? This was supposed to be a happy post where I recount the amazing 3 dates I've had with this guy. But here I am at midnight on a Friday with my headphones on listening to Marvin Gaye, in bed with a glass of vino having watched Bridget Jones Baby... Continue Reading →
Fucking with a Fuck Boy
I came upon a piece of performance poetry on a friends IG story today, the title "Depression and Dick Appointments" got me interested. I watched and listened to this woman perform her verse, to the sound of what sounds like a New York audience cheering her on. Oh wait a minute, I know this story,... Continue Reading →
Over before it started
Two weeks ago I thought i'd met someone really interesting and new on Hinge dating app. We had a great first lockdown date, where we went for solo walks in our respective lockdown zones and talked and talked for the longest time. We then spent afternoons on the phone talking about our lives, families, hopes... Continue Reading →