It's All About the Journey

We'll call him Blake. It seems to fit. He is an OkCupid find. He messaged me first. It was kind of a generic feeling out the situation message, but it was polite and his profile picture was enough to have me message back. He almost had this Bradley Cooper vibe in his clean cut phase . Of course, my first reaction  is that he must absolutely be one of those good-looking guys who uses sites like these to find girls for hookups. I'm not saying there's any shame in that, but I am so over that kind of stuff. I have other things to do than worry about getting laid. I can pretty much do that for myself, so I'd rather exert my energy in the gym, or in a book, or in a good documentary about the British monarchy. You know, making myself a better person. Anyway, I clicked on his profile and he seemed to be genuine. He's tall . When I say tall, know that I'm 5'9". So tall for me is tall. He's 6'5". Of course that made me wonder if he was one of those...

I know I've been on hiatus for a while, but let's just say a freight train went right through my heart and I just stood there and let it happen. The good news is that I'm back and better than ever. So, I guess I can just pick up where I left off. Where to begin with this one? I really wonder if I wasn't the problem to begin with on this one. He was cute, in a very nerdy kind of way. He was kind of scruffy and dark and geeky at the same time. What a combination. We'll call him Payton because his real name was just as trendy and pretentious. He had a master's degree in accounting from UGA , and boy was he proud of it. There's a huge culture that surrounds UGA and football and machismo here and if you don't get it, then you just aren't part of the party. I never really got it. He had a little boy, five, I think, who looked just like him. It seems like a wonderful idea to find someone else who is a single parent and can understand the way things hav...