"I have a surprising number of single friends. Every one of them is smart, beautiful ... " -- OK, so not talking about me ...
My contacts with the external world are few and diminishing. That said, the only guy I know who has formed a successful relationship since after I met him had given up on dating apps entirely, and met the woman who has since become his wife through friends. Not to diminish the reality of the animals crawling around on those apps, but they don't work so well going the other direction, either. Granted, no one sends me dicpics, but then I've also given up entirely with any pretense of even looking.
If I lived in a major metro area with a significant left-lean to its politics (so, places like Chicago or DMV) it would at least be mathematically possible to meet someone. But understand that it is also mathematically possible that, over the course of any given year, I'll be struck by lightning. (The odds are 1 in 1,220,000. I had cause to look that up a little while ago, because they are about the same odds as a negative reaction to COVID vaccine.)
By the bye, I just saw an article that said a plurality of people these days actually do meet through computer dating (about 40%; the rest get divied out between more traditional methods).
While my tolerance for gruesome violence is likely higher than yours (though I'd have never made it through that piano wire scene) I'll likely skip this film.
I dunno, Gares. It just feels as though the loneliness of my single friends is the most fixable thing in the world. But people need to actually LEARN how to have a relationship. We teach folks to drive, to fish, to pay their taxes. And yet no tutorials are given on how to open our hearts, to forgive, to LOVE. And the older I get, the more I realize that the secret to life really is the love, whether that love is for our work, our family, our friends, ourselves.
This makes me happy that I’m married. 😝
YOU SHOULD BE. Seriously. It's just terrifying out there. If, God forbid, anything were to happen to John, I'm hanging up my spurs.
We've been together for 11 years, and I can't imagine getting back into dating. Thankfully, I don't have to.
OH! “It’s like Hunger Games without the the frilly ballgowns,” -- I meant to add, or the right to shoot the bastard on sight.
THAT would have been funny!
"I have a surprising number of single friends. Every one of them is smart, beautiful ... " -- OK, so not talking about me ...
My contacts with the external world are few and diminishing. That said, the only guy I know who has formed a successful relationship since after I met him had given up on dating apps entirely, and met the woman who has since become his wife through friends. Not to diminish the reality of the animals crawling around on those apps, but they don't work so well going the other direction, either. Granted, no one sends me dicpics, but then I've also given up entirely with any pretense of even looking.
If I lived in a major metro area with a significant left-lean to its politics (so, places like Chicago or DMV) it would at least be mathematically possible to meet someone. But understand that it is also mathematically possible that, over the course of any given year, I'll be struck by lightning. (The odds are 1 in 1,220,000. I had cause to look that up a little while ago, because they are about the same odds as a negative reaction to COVID vaccine.)
By the bye, I just saw an article that said a plurality of people these days actually do meet through computer dating (about 40%; the rest get divied out between more traditional methods).
While my tolerance for gruesome violence is likely higher than yours (though I'd have never made it through that piano wire scene) I'll likely skip this film.
I dunno, Gares. It just feels as though the loneliness of my single friends is the most fixable thing in the world. But people need to actually LEARN how to have a relationship. We teach folks to drive, to fish, to pay their taxes. And yet no tutorials are given on how to open our hearts, to forgive, to LOVE. And the older I get, the more I realize that the secret to life really is the love, whether that love is for our work, our family, our friends, ourselves.
It's about the love.