Do you see me?
When beauty fades, loneliness seems not far behind
vol. 1 issue 2
Dear Friends,
Last week, I was asked out on a date by a normal man (a triumph, right?) — also handsome, quite accomplished. He was older than I am, but not by a lot.
The surprise was delightful, and led to a rush of excitement that I struggled to contain, until a growing sense of dread dampened my glee. I realized I have become too scruffy for fancy people since leaving the Big City; I generally look unsophisticated anymore. I imagined myself on a date with someone not scruffy and I couldn’t make it synch up.
My doubts led me to conduct due diligence.
A few quick digs into the man’s social media and a spin through his business’s web page, and soon my heart burned, then sunk like a stone.