*lifts an overly full glass of wine*
Here’s to the young.
Here’s to the restless.
Here’s to all the lovers and fighters and stay-up-late-at-nighters.
Here’s to bad dates and great sex, to awkward chest bumps when you meant to hug, to sweaty hands, to long kisses, to deep companionship, to the tingle of not knowing where you stand.
Here’s to OKC. Here’s to Match.com.
Here’s to “talking” to someone for months and hoping it turns into something more.
Here’s to all of us 20-something flounderers.
I’ve got some thoughts about the whole wonderful mess of millennial dating.