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“You have to be where you are to get where you need to go.” ~Amy Poehler
I sat there and listened, pretending to be interested.
Did he really just say he meditates every morning? Don’t roll your eyes. At least he’s really attractive. You can just ignore the hippy meditation stuff.
But c’mon. Meditate every morning at 6am? Who does that? How ridiculous.
So I did ignore his hippy meditation stuff; he eventually ignored me.
I have an endless supply of ill-fated dating-by-way-of-phone-app tales. Most of them end in a relatively similar fashion, but that’s for another blog or a cabernet-supported whine-fest with a good friend. This dating experience in particular was quite a bit different.
Although this was the last time I dated a beautiful actor-slash-model-slash-writer, it happened to be the start of something else. Something much bigger than the initial lesson I learned—that sliding my finger across a cracked iPhone screen while waiting in the grocery line behind an adorable elderly lady writing a check for donuts was, sadly, not going to lead me to my soulmate.
However, it would guide me to a discovery far more powerful and impactful.
Not until years later would I look back on this casual swip…
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“You have to be where you are to get where you need to go.” ~Amy Poehler
I sat there and listened, pretending to be interested.
Did he really just say he meditates every morning? Don’t roll your eyes. At least he’s really attractive. You can just ignore the hippy meditation stuff.
But c’mon. Meditate every morning at 6am? Who does that? How ridiculous.
So I did ignore his hippy meditation stuff; he eventually ignored me.
I have an endless supply of ill-fated dating-by-way-of-phone-app tales. Most of them end in a relatively similar fashion, but that’s for another blog or a cabernet-supported whine-fest with a good friend. This dating experience in particular was quite a bit different.
Although this was the last time I dated a beautiful actor-slash-model-slash-writer, it happened to be the start of something else. Something much bigger than the initial lesson I learned—that sliding my finger across a cracked iPhone screen while waiting in the grocery line behind an adorable elderly lady writing a check for donuts was, sadly, not going to lead me to my soulmate.
However, it would guide me to a discovery far more powerful and impactful.
Not until years later would I look back on this casual swip…
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