90% of the time I’m rational and I get that I live right smack-dab in the worst-hit area of this pandemic. I get that we’re all struggling, I do. And that we all have to adjust before things can go back – trust me, most of the time I get it. But wow if I’m not a little frustrated at not being able to go on dates. Especially during the summer. Because NYC summers are fucking magical.
You wanna know some of the dates I went on last summer? Watching the sunset at the Gantry, strolling down Domino Park and sitting by the rocks late night, making a game out of all the stands at Smorgasburg, getting an ice cream cone and walking downtown, eating at outdoor tables of quaint little restaurants, going up to Playland for a day, watching fireworks out in Long Island at the beach, timing a walk down Brooklyn Bridge to spend the max time at sunset and spending the rest of the night at the bridge park, a hodgepodge picnic in Central Park.
And it’s likely that none of that is happening this summer. At least not here. Which makes me sad. And yeah, I know that this is all temporary (fingers crossed) and I’ll be back to dating before I know it. But it still hurts.
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