I once tried okCupid...

Clearly I wrote the wrong thing! I proving that those 83% can turn into something empty in a flash. All I can say is  that I'm terrible at starting conversations, when asked a question like that, I just break, as if I were made of million pieces of paper, each one with one letter, that, when ordered in the right sequence tells you my story, but like this, with all the pieces randomly scattered on the floor, the letters become symbols lost without a language.

Truth is, it's not about me being regular, or we both liking Paul Auster, and to some extend if you or I find each other cute (although I hope you do!). Inter-personal connections get reversed when engaging using stuff like this, and it is not because we first chat and then open the possibility of see one another. I feel is deeper than that, more irreversible... When you first glimpse someone, in that moment, that beauty, that interest, isn't something static, like a photo, nor something frozen. The Art of motion unfolds, a perfect kinetic harmony, turning smiles into body heat, crossing looks into telepathy. In that instance, time doesn't stand still like most believe, what happens, as Einstein predicted, it folds, making 2 individuals stand closer together. If once they were at opposite side of the same space, in that now, they hold a proximity higher than the laws of physic would allow.... I say would because there is this lingering and fragile sense of ephemeral, it can mean anything or nothing at all...

Here is far more brutal, in a way, a lot less human, a more mechanized and rationalized stream of thoughts. For a guy like me, this is just not fair! It's not about being old fashion, it's about knowing how much possibilities reality can offer us!

That's why I rushed myself asking you if you wanted to meet, because I have no sense about the how of what I'm doing in Okcupid.

But I understand if you want keep ignoring, I had my break, I blew it, people move on. But you could take as if I were rushing back to you when noticing you were leaving that space, gently whispering, "You forgot something" I'd say, "Did I? Don't think so..." You'd reply, "Here..." I would phrase while walking away...

As soon I gave you an heavily folded paper napkin, you dropped it into your purse wondering why would I needed to do some many folds to "hide" a phone number, "Guys are so insecure nowadays" you sighed...

The day after, while looking for you phone, you accidentally grabbed that insecure piece of paper, and for your surprise it had no phone number, instead a bunch of lines were drawn, each one interrupted by a number. Intuitively you first folded the line with "1", then "2", up to "83".... It was actually an origami that made what it seemed to you the word "ME", you smiled, but from some reason, that smile made you realize that if you turned it around it would spell "WE"...