m.i.n.e.

Scattershot, Desperate and Sleazy

Sometimes I wonder how anyone meets anyone in this world at all, the world of cooped-up office buildings and endless choices and constant movings from city to city, the total lack of pushy clans at your back making you do it, and the epidemic of complete and total laid back-ness that one encounters in polite society. I worry that online dating has the potential to become an end in itself, an empty activity that soothes in its ability to offer casual, meaningless contact, and the illusion that whenever you wanted to, you could dip into the well and walk off with a partner. I wonder whether that sense of available variety makes it less likely for us to choose, to take something home today.