this morning #251.

this morning, it was mostly true that he mostly knew it was high time to address his loneliness. watching reality tv with his dogs all day just wasn’t cutting it. he was definitely in the market for some good ol’ fashioned human contact. engaging conversation over beers with peers or, at least, small talk with a stranger. a girlfriend he could stand or, at least, a one-night stand. a family member who would still have a conversation with him or, at least, take his call. any of these would go a long way toward counteracting his hermitic habits. he’d have to take the first step though, so he spent the next four hours on tinder. all that swiping didn’t solve a single thing.