It was right off of a page from my fantasy book: meeting an Italian man on a flight. Only it took me a while to recognize what was happening. I’d noticed him staring at me when I plopped my backpack down in the flight waiting area. This was Munich airport, my third country and fourth…
Being single — even when you’re completely content being on your own — is a waiting game. There is a pregnant pause. A hope. A breath-holding until things change. I like to assume that being single is temporary (for heaven’s sake, I’m not going to be partnerless for the entirety of my life, am I??…
ATTENTION PLEASE: I have closed down my profiles and uninstalled the dating apps from my phone. [Note: I’ve done this several times already, so don’t panic. I’ll backslide sooner or later…] Dating apps. I swore I would never use them…but meeting people in real life is harder than it sounds. Sure, rom-coms have us believing you…
