Obviously, I encouraged A to write more. SO HE DID.
I feel so seen. I’ve so longed for the day that a man’s first impression of me is an atheist, long-haired victim of the Salem witch trials who intimidates powerful men. Really it’s a dream come true.
Unfortunately, yea – his profile is picture is him in a kayak. And no, we don’t live in Seattle. Or mangroves. Quite the opposite. Under normal circumstances, that would be a bit of a red flag. But his suave prose and general acceptance (nay, praise!) of long-haired* atheist witches means he will certainly be invited on an in-person date. That is, once you Muggles are able to congregate in groups again…
A++
Hey Señior Kayak! – CALL ME!
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*Due to the closing of salons and my own general laziness this year, my hair is longer than it’s ever been in my life. So my profile pics depict several Laura Croft-style french braids.
Love in the Time of COVID 