Today I browsed the profiles of the Catholic dating site I am on. As I did it, I quickly remembered why I do it so rarely; the experience leaves me with an awful feeling of superficiality.
I feel like I've just gone "guy shopping" and judged every one on either his appearance, career, ability to write an opening paragraph, or use of punctuation. I've analyzed how he poses in photographs, his views on papal authority, and then the number of children he wants to have.
For a fleeting moment, they all seem like suitable guys for me. But isn't there so much more to a person?
In the next instant, I'm discouraged by them all.
Forget it. I log off, vowing to never do that again. And then, many months pass, I forget the experience, and I do it all over.
It's like going to the dog pound. You walk in, excited to see the many puppies that nobody has yet adopted. Then you begin to look closer and somehow manage to simultaneously feel that they're all suitable yet not at all suitable at the same time. What a strange feeling.
And so you prepare to walk out, empty-handed, somehow knowing that you just don't have the heart to do this. And then you remember that you can't leave, 'cause you're one of the pound puppies who's waiting for adoption also. :-(
