By Alexis Cheney – @akcheney
I have been single for my entire life except for three months of high school when I dated someone I refused to kiss (Even at 14, I had the foresight to know he wasn’t worth it). I have dated people I’ve met on dating apps and at bars, but our relationships never panned out to anything serious enough to deserve a title.
This past August, a guy approached me at a dance party and we struck up the usual conversation – about our jobs, our opinions of the city, our interests, etc. As we chatted, my mind drifted: Was I attracted to this stranger? Were we connecting? Was I supposed to know whether or not I liked him within these first few minutes?