The thrill of holding hands: How an online date pointed me back toward intimacy

I prided myself on hiding my feelings, skipping from guy to guy, but his openness made me realize what I'd missed

By Gyaltsen F. Go
Published August 7, 2015 11:00PM (EDT)
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There I was, sitting across from number 16, half hope, half dread.

“Do you ever think about your life as a movie, with you as the main character and all your friends and everyone else as the supporting characters?” he asked.

I was actually just wondering how long he would be a character in my movie. I glanced up to look at his face, but my eyes flickered back to the napkin before our eyes could meet. I fidgeted with the napkin on the table, folding it into a square, then a triangle, then a smaller triangle. I remembered doing the very same thing on our second date, the date that had made me realize he was someon...

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Gyaltsen F. Go

Gyaltsen F. Go is a writer in Crown Heights, Brooklyn. She has been published in the Brooklyn Daily Eagle and Atticus Review. You can find her at gyaltsenfgo.com.

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