You move to a new area and don't know anyone yet. You're just coming out of a long relationship and are ready to jump back into the dating pool. You've decided to join the popular online dating site to meet the "perfect someone". Whatever your reasons, you find yourself looking for that "perfect mate", but need to get your feet wet first. You start chatting with someone who seems nice, funny, comfortable - safe. You meet for drinks, and suddenly your butterflies are gone - you've had your first date and are ready to get serious about your search, now that you've had your "starter date".
As the starter date, let me tell you something... it sucks. I have my own hopes, dreams, and desires. Sure, dating is all about putting yourself out there, taking risks, and meeting people. But when you know with an absolute certainty that he is just meeting you for drinks so he can get over his nervousness and get down to the business of finding "that special someone", it still hurts. I'm comfortable, funny, nice, and safe. He may even think I'm awesome, but just didn't feel that "instant romantic connection". I'm the starter date.
So, what's the moral of this story? I'm not sure there is one. Just a prayer that one day I'll be the second date, and the third. A prayer that I'll stop hearing "I've found someone special", because it's obvious I'm not "someone special". A prayer that "one day" won't be so far away.
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