Day 28 of 100 Indian Tinder Tales
To be honest, this has been a little more than just overwhelming. Mindfulness practice didn’t prepare me to read such raw and beautiful experiences of absolute strangers and not engage. Am learning.
Don’t know what was the last thing I did that was so engrossing.
The last week has been very meaningful, with lots of connections but it has also meant a lot of emotional and physical fatigue.
So I took the Sunday off and didn’t read any stories.
And now I must put out the NEED OF THE HOUR: No more Instagram DMing, please. Message me on Facebook with your stories. Please do not message asking if I have read your story. I will, eventually. My hand hurts from typing on my phone.
Another need: a gorgeous Italian man, with short diction and who is willing to ‘make’ massage.
From one of my Italian matches in Vienna.
Me: Hey M
M: What are you doing?
Me: Busy. Working. Am stressed.
M: I come to your place.
Me: No, I am working.
M: Bella, you work, I ‘make’ you massage.
Though I only laughed and never took his offer. It is an offer I wouldn’t refuse now.