Nobody puts baillee in the corner

Since we’re officially halfway through this year’s edition of Love is a Working Title, I thought it would be fun(?) to release a little piece that I’ve been working on.

Enjoy. 

Y’all, I’m so torn. 

On one hand, I kind of want to start dating because it’s been, ahem, four years, and as we all know, I’ve had less than stellar experiences in the past. 

I’m only human, so the loneliness does creep in every now and then. 

But, on the other hand, we all know that I famously hate dating apps. 

It was so much easier to meet people pre-Covid. Plus, I worked in the service industry, so I was around people all the time. 

(I obviously understand why Covid impacted social gatherings and am proud of myself for building a career over the past few years, just to clarify)

The long and short of it is that I’m just not meeting people like I used to, and I realistically know that apps are probably the best route. 

However, in our political climate, it also makes me nervous to go on a date with a stranger. 

I just want to start a relationship like three years in. 

I want to breeze past the small talk and the phase where you pretend like you don’t even know what a toilet is. 

I want someone’s life to already be folded into mine because the thought of having to work out how to fit someone in is honestly terrifying, and I haven’t found the person I’m willing to bend for yet. 

I guess the overall vibes are that I’m conflicted. 

I want something exclusive, but do I actually want a relationship? 

I love my life with my weird little dogs and movies, but I also wish I had someone to share it with, but only when I want to share it with them? 

Idk, y’all. 

They say the heart wants what it wants, and I guess what my heart wants is still TBD. 

Until next time, dear readers.