The Self Date a.k.a The Day I Super-Liked My Damn Self on Tinder

A hot date with myself? Sounds… like a challenge.

If I had a nickel for every time one of my friends gave me the advice to go and “date myself” I would have enough money to pay someone to write a better opener than this.

This weekend, I was solo. My roommate had left and I had no plans of my own. As opposed to doing my normal thing (re-watching the same shows on Netflix, gorging on pizza, and generally doing nothing) I decided to make Saturday date-day. My hot date was me, and still somehow he was late.

The day was nothing special in it’s activities yet was one of the best days I’ve had in a while. Home cooked brunch including thick bacon (insert heart eyes emoji here) followed by a matinee to go see La La Land.

Quick aside about La La Land – I think it’s one of the most beautifully shot movies I’ve seen, probably ever? It was great, which explains the award nominations. It reaffirmed my slight love with L.A. as well. Also I was seemingly the only person in the theatre who was born after the Cuban Missile Crisis, which was just odd. I guess the other youths had something to do that day while I devoured an entire medium popcorn to myself.

The day turned out to be one of the best. I was in a great mood because I had done things I just wanted to do. That sounds like such a mini-victory, because what’s stopping me from doing these things all the time? I pondered that and realized that, well, nothing really is. There is the opportunity to experience things on your own all the time, and it is a much different adventure than bringing company.

Don’t get it twisted, I still love people. My perfect scenario is still music, cards, and a table full of friends. It was just a different type of great day.

I read somewhere: “The person you will spend the most time with in your life is yourself, so you better try to make yourself as interesting as possible.” One day date didn’t make that the case, but it’s a process. The more I get used to this as an idea, the more I’ll enjoy it.

Maybe then I’ll be as interesting as like, Oprah or something. That’d be neat.

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