Swiped Out

Swipe instant messaged me out of the blue yesterday. I think the last
time I saw him was before I started medical school. He was one of my
random craigslist hook-ups in NYC.

He is a guy who loved to plan dates full of unique activities, a highly attractive quality since I am generally looking to do new and exciting things.

I met him New Years 2005 I believe. I decided to party it up in NYC with some college friends. I planned to stay a few days, so to not overwhelm my host I set up a few craigslist dates.

Swipe happened to graduate from our same college. I met him for dinner. He took me to an Italian place he had been dying to try. For dessert he took me to a cafe featured in some well-known movie.

He came on strongly. I usually get put off by that, but it was different. He is a man who goes after what he wants, yet only gives a taste. He kissed me but didn't push further. The confidence was striking... the patience was excruciating.

He called me the next day to invite me to a new years party. Though I had plans, I felt I could squeeze him in. I met him at his place. He wore a gorgeous maroon button down shirt under a suit. I had to have him, so while waiting I blurted out that I wanted to fuck.

He thought that was hot. We went at it. I kept my dress and boots on. He ripped off his shirt like superman. (I soon found out that he is a comic book geek.)

The party went smoothly, and we parted ways the next morning. We still kept in touch and I ended up visiting him again over the summer. Our days and nights were filled with fun activities. He told me how difficult it was to find that special someone in NYC, someone who enjoyed trying new things, someone who generally saw the bright side of life.

After another fun time together, we parted again. This time we didn't keep in touch too well. He was barely online. I started medical school. I'll never forget though... one time in the fall I did see him online and said hello. He immediately signed off and I never heard from him again.

To have a conversation last night after over 2 years felt unusual, but it went pretty well. It was mature. He told me he thinks of me fondly, and he went on and on about how much NYC women suck.

I replied that I don't think he's giving NYC women a chance... and I told him about RedSox.