Whitney:I have taken online dating to another level, and then I took it to an even OTHER level. Five point five months of other-levelness. And now, for the last time, I am mechanistically on a dating rampage-- a grand finale, if you will. Last week I met 4 new people. This week is slated for another 3 or 4 or 5 more. And then, finally, this thing will (will this thing?) be out of my system.
But what IS it that I am trying to purge? I am good at meeting people. I excel at having fun with strangers. I am charming, witty, aglow in those first moments. I like that stage of interaction. I'm a pro.
So the logical conclusion is that my issue is with monogamy: At this rate, I am having a steady, committed relationship with a never-ending stream of new people. It's hard to break up with that pattern-- but I simply replaced one kind of commitment with another, and which one is more instructive, healthy, fulfilling, real? I mentioned I met 4 new people last week, but I also went out twice with a guy who has been a steady undercurrent for the last 3.5 months. That's 6 dates in one week. What am I doing?
Maybe it sounds like I am struggling with something, but I think it feels like continuous exploration. Even still, I have determined that I am asking the wrong questions. This is why I am not arriving at the answers, and why I haven't been able to stop asking for them. Clearly, redirection is in order. Redirection is imminent.
I can blame it on New York, but that's too easy. On the plus side, I have more reverence than ever for the connections, the true ones, that I've made. My precious self needs a break from leaking energy to all of these lovely men-- I'm feeling the need to conserve. Conservation means inspecting--peering inside--my system, where I will hopefully identify that pattern, that manifested yearning for something, and in so doing, I can find satisfaction in there-- and in what lies beyond this tenuous, albeit intriguing, albeit enjoyable, superficiality. In so doing, I can go out with an *ahem* bang, turn over a new leaf, and look back on this period with dizzy, sated, hopeful wonder.
The countdown begins. Shortly my online dating chapter will itself be catching 20 winks.