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coffeedaiv) wrote2022-05-30 12:25 pm
coffeedaiv) wrote2022-05-30 12:25 pm
origin story
I have told this often enough that I don't much think anyone here is likely to not know most of it.
Still, there may be details and it's my journal and i am trying very much not to get caught up in dopamine seeking doomscrolling. So>
I was living in a studio apartment in Oakland, with De (my bio daughter). At the suggestion of my old friend Jade, I had signed up for OkCupid.com, and had done the tests and answered the questions and written some things. I'd had coffee with a lovely person named Anna, who promptly moved to Spain (temporarily, I think).
And I saw this post from a stranger saying, essentially, if you like this post i will write a haiku based on your profile.
And, naturally, I misread it, and I sent her a bunch of Haiku (the last one of which was, I just re read what you posted, and I am doing this wrong, and I am doing it anyway). I didn't know what would happen.
What happened is she sent me back a bunch of Haiku. So I sent her more haiku. Etc.
Five Months of Etc.
And, let me be clear here, For five months, all I had was her profile, and the haiku we were sending back and forth.
Eventually, we talked on the phone, and exchanged text emails and stuff (I think in that order), and decided to meet halfway in person (more than a year after First Haiku). I was, at the time, living in Redwood City, she was living in Seattle. Halfway was Powells books in Portland.
I drove all night, and still got there later than I intended, and had not slept in 26 hours by the time we met between Science Fiction and Coffee. That was the first kiss.
And, now.
Here I am. And there she is, and things are pretty much awesome. And I have been reminded that it all started with a taking a chance on a Haiku.
Still, there may be details and it's my journal and i am trying very much not to get caught up in dopamine seeking doomscrolling. So>
I was living in a studio apartment in Oakland, with De (my bio daughter). At the suggestion of my old friend Jade, I had signed up for OkCupid.com, and had done the tests and answered the questions and written some things. I'd had coffee with a lovely person named Anna, who promptly moved to Spain (temporarily, I think).
And I saw this post from a stranger saying, essentially, if you like this post i will write a haiku based on your profile.
And, naturally, I misread it, and I sent her a bunch of Haiku (the last one of which was, I just re read what you posted, and I am doing this wrong, and I am doing it anyway). I didn't know what would happen.
What happened is she sent me back a bunch of Haiku. So I sent her more haiku. Etc.
Five Months of Etc.
And, let me be clear here, For five months, all I had was her profile, and the haiku we were sending back and forth.
Eventually, we talked on the phone, and exchanged text emails and stuff (I think in that order), and decided to meet halfway in person (more than a year after First Haiku). I was, at the time, living in Redwood City, she was living in Seattle. Halfway was Powells books in Portland.
I drove all night, and still got there later than I intended, and had not slept in 26 hours by the time we met between Science Fiction and Coffee. That was the first kiss.
And, now.
Here I am. And there she is, and things are pretty much awesome. And I have been reminded that it all started with a taking a chance on a Haiku.