It’s been this way for most of our lives – I still remember running home from year six class to chat to my crush on MSN because I couldn’t work up the courage to talk to him at school.
But we too often forget that real smiles don’t look the same as emojis, and the sound of someone’s laughter is way better than reading ‘lol’ in a Facebook message.
So, after digging my way out of the inevitable shame spiral that followed this experience, I made a decision. All it was doing was giving me an excuse not to approach people I found attractive irl.
Why bother going up to strangers when I could just match with them from the comfort of my bedroom?
A couple weeks ago, I was on the bus home from a night out. The conversation didn’t last long – it was only five minutes or so before we pulled up at his stop – but there was that little unexplainable something that you very occasionally get when you meet new people. I think we both felt it, and as he was getting up to leave we hesitated for a moment, both trying and failing to work up the courage to ask for a phone number. Without even a first name to go off, tracking him down was near impossible.