‘If one of my friends told me they wanted to be single forever, I’d quietly wonder how they might get a mortgage’

I have been on more Tinder, Bumble, and Hinge dates than I care to count. The memories come when I’m telling horror stories of creepy men or sad tales of lacking chemistry after weeks of building emotional attachment over text. A nice drink is nearly always followed by a ghosting, or “we both just had a lot going on at the time”.  In between dating, I would delete these apps that never made me feel...