But I guess that's just the thing of it -- within the experimentation of the science of "Us" and "We," if no one is getting hurt, then it's just two people killing time in a space of uninspired breathing and mediocre feeling. I know exactly, because my life fell apart and I found myself packing up its broken pieces and moving them to Brooklyn on October 31, Halloween, 2009. As a woman in my early 30's, I frequently get people asking why I'm still single.
You get to a point where if it really matters, it's rare that dating leads to both parties walking away unscathed.
Dating is a stage of romantic or sexual relationships in humans whereby two or more people meet socially, possibly as friends or with the aim of each assessing the other's suitability as a prospective partner in a more committed intimate relationship or marriage.
It can be a form of courtship that consists of social activities done by the couple.
While the term has several meanings, the most frequent usage refers to two or more people exploring whether they are romantically or sexually compatible by participating in dates with the other.
These people will have dates on a regular basis, and they may or may not be having sexual relations.
This period of courtship is sometimes seen as a precursor to engagement or marriage.
Recently, while meeting for lunch, an old friend who was going through a very tough break-up paused, then asked, "How do you spend so much time alone? Almond crusted chicken and kale, a perfect bite at a very imperfect time. They seem to think it's as easy and arbitrary as picking a ripe avocado at the supermarket.
Suddenly she was fighting back tears, and I realized -- this question was why she asked to see me. I often get commentary from acquaintances on the years my eggs are most viable.