So suddenly I am able to teleport in Tinder-land since it's my favorite superpower and the only chance I can do so. Then the added bonus of being able to undo a wrong left swipe. The joy. (You may have not noticed the sarcasm there. What are the chances that your accidentally swiped left to your soulmate?)
So where to begin? Where can I teleport to? The best choice of course was to go to the country where I was traveling to next. I had trips planned for December and March.
So December destination first.
A few minutes later... Okay, never mind. Looks like I won't have much eye candy when I go there. Anyways the purpose of that trip was mainly to relax in the beach and bond with friends.
So on to the next destination. It would be the third time I will be visiting that place and I LOVE that city. I just couldn't seem to get enough of the place so I keep on going back.
After dozens of swipes and some matches, I just waited if anyone will message me. Normally I would message first sometimes but not this time. I made it clear in my profile where I was swiping from. I wanted that to be clear to them and see if they will message me first. Some probably found it weird, while others were probably just collecting matches.
A few actually messaged, and asked when I was visiting. That was the main topic for most of the conversations. A lot of them ended when I said I was visiting in March still. At least that helped filter the douches from the rest.
It was the following morning when I matched and got a message from a guy let's call Harvey. He didn't ask me so many questions on why I was swiping in his location that was thousands of miles away.
Instead, we started bantering and it was such an enjoyable chat that a couple hours later we both openly admitted it. And when he said we will chat again soon, I somehow knew he meant it. (I could be gullible, I know). But Harvey didn't let me down because he greeted me a good morning the following day.
Four weeks later and we're still chatting. It wasn't everyday, to be honest, but it was constant enough. It was the same bantering with some flirting injected into it. We would even talk about serious personal topics sometimes.
However, we both never asked each other what we were doing. That time he said he came from a bad date, he said the one he wanted to take out was halfway around the world. As much as I wanted to agree with him, I burst that bubble by saying that realistically, we might not get along as well in person.
I'm not a pessimist. More often than not I have my head up in the clouds, but as a reminder to myself I had to say that out loud. He agreed with my point, but we still proceeded with our chats.
I have to be honest and say that it stung a bit to know he went out on a date. I didn't have a right to be jealous of course but if only I could actually teleport I would be there in a heartbeat.
False sense of intimacy could easily be a problem. I have to admit that I look forward to his messages and I enjoy chatting with him. And when we're not chatting I sometimes draft in my head what I want to tell him.
Am I going crazy?
But I'm trying to be as real as I could. I'm still going on Tinder (and so does he). I still go on dates. I'm not counting on continuing chatting with him for the next months until I visit his city. I'd rather not expect. Hope, maybe. I guess unless we have a serious talk about it, I have to prepare myself that it could end any day.
We have some common views about life, but we have different tastes in music and obviously different culture. But how can I discount the fact that we could talk to each other well?
I'll just see how it goes. I will continue enjoying myself chatting with him yet continuously remind myself that I should also limit my attachment. Let's see what the next months hold for us.
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