I’ve shut off my profile in Tinder.
It’s not what you think.
I’m not giving up.
I’m just creating a little space for me and the new guy to get to know each other without the distraction of other men texting me.
In case you’re wondering, I did get a lot of hookup requests.
One from a guy who wanted, “KFC and cowgirl AT THE SAME TIME.”
I kid you not.
Could I make that up?
Funny enough, I read that wrong and thought he was looking for KFC and A COWGIRL and so I messaged him telling him I had a cowboy hat and like KFC only to realize I made a HUGE mistake.
I save my random hookups for Burning Man.
It’s the one place I let myself enjoy the physicality of other people just for the hell of it.
Case in point: a sexy bodybuilder who liked my ass and wanted to see more of it on the playa.
I indulged in a private showing.
Sadly, his cocaine habit interfered with his performance, but I still remember him fondly.
I’m sure he has NO PROBLEM finding dates on Tinder.
So here I sit, having shut off my Tinder profile, wondering what comes next.
Date two, I suppose.
We’ve already discussed going camping in the new guy’s brand new trailer.
And bringing him to a village meeting to see (of all people) Rachel Lark perform her brand of bawdy storytelling.
But all that is weeks in the future.
What we need is something we can do now.
Like catch a movie.
Go on a hike.
Grab another meal together.
Anything, so long as I get to see him again.