I go back online. Who’s next? Eenie meenie…mine or Moe? So
many Moes.
Every so often, the waters run dry in the Plenty of Fish
pool and there are no arrows to shoot on OkCupid. This is one of those times. All
the faces are too familiar. Pass, pass, pass. Not a spark, not even an inkling.
It’s the dead zone.
Yes, it’s over. I’ve finally exhausted every possibility.
It’s the gay apocalypse. There are no more men. No viable single gay men, at
least.
Done.
Time for incessant rounds of solitaire. I may hone my
card shuffling skills. Perhaps I can take on a part-time evening gig at a
casino. How else can I fill my time?
I’ve got some jigsaw puzzles in the guest bedroom closet.
Who cares if there are missing pieces? I’ve got time to make replacements. And
it’s been a while since I’ve had a Sudoku marathon. It’s uncanny how the hours
pass while staring at square grids and focusing on nine digits. Really, who
needs a man?
Thirty-eight days until I move back to Vancouver. I can
start a tally on the wall in my rural cell. Perhaps when I become a free man—an
urban gent!—there will be options beyond the click-and-frown online world. I
can believe that. For now, I can tell myself that. Reality remains far enough
at bay.
3 comments:
I'm glad that you came to the conclusion that there are people that exist outside the internet dating realm.
Some of us don't fit the moulds that society or communities put forth for us; it doesn't mean that we don't exist and march to the beat of our own drum!
This is a breather, RG. Just a breather.
Everything is happening exactly as it should. No more eligible men you're interested on the online sites? Then it's time to look forward to other possibilities, to get ready for them.
I love the "urban gent" image. I see you as that. And what an urban gent you'll be.
Your life will be so different when you move to Vancouver. I hope you're ready for it.
Oskyldig, as long as I've lived in a more remote area, online dating has been my only option. Where I live, possible sightings of single gay men do not happen even once a month. I kid you not!
Yes, Rick, life will be different in Vancouver. I look forward to that. But some things will be the same. My shyness will, unfortunately, come with me. (I'm trying to sell it off in one of these upcoming garage sales, but I doubt there will be a taker--even if I shove it in the FREE pile.)
Online is easy. No immediate risk of rejection. No uncontrollable armpit sweating. No facial impersonation of a tomato.
I will have lots of work to do once I'm in Vancouver in terms of building new friendships...and maybe, hopefully, something more!
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