I’m pretty sure dating is like old Nintendo games. This may be because I get my values, pet peeves, and impatience from old Nintendo games…but I think it’s a pretty solid metaphor. You jump over fireballs, dodge all the little monsters and tests she tosses your way. And when you finally think it’s over, your princess is in another castle. In fact, most girls wind up being the spikey-shelled koopa instead of the fair-haired princess.
Last nights date was just another date. You share a cup of coffee with someone while they silent judge you, and you internally pick them apart. Every single second I picked up on things I liked, didn’t like and didn’t really analyze the final tally until I got home. I will say this though, I’ve started to weigh potential futures well I go out with these girls now, and I don’t exactly give a lot of wiggle room. I don’t really know what to say about it.
We shared conversation of hot chocolate and bagels.
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