“Yeah. Sure.” I usually don’t mind personal questions.
I’ve learned how to not mind being fairly open with people
that I like and trust. Oddly enough, I realize that I feel both
with Steph. I don’t really know her, but I feel like, somehow, I
do. Like we’ve been good friends for years.
“I- well- are you- when you met- that is- are you in a
relationship right now?”
I nearly spit out the coffee I have in my mouth. I
swallow so forcefully I half choke. “Oh. I…no. Not at the
moment. I haven’t been for a year now. I guess I was just
happy being single.”
“I’m only asking because I guess that I was wondering
if there’s this point where you’re single and then you start
dating again and how you know when to do that. When it’s
right. It doesn’t seem daunting to me now that I’ve been on a
few dates. I just didn’t realize that I was happy where I was.
My parents aside, I thought I wanted to do this.”
I don’t know what to say. We’re back to talking about
the dates again and I’m not sure what other insight I can offer.
“The online dating is easy, but maybe it’s too easy. I
don’t know how to meet anyone any other way. I guess that
maybe all the signs are there that I should stay single. I don’t
know. I’m really confused. I feel like I shouldn’t be this
confused when I’m this old.”
“I don’t think age matters. It’s always complicated.
Relationships. Feelings.”
Steph nods. “Thank you for being so patient with me.
I’m sure other people would have given up already.”
“No, we wouldn’t. No one where I work would give
up.”