I’m over it. Had said it before and here I am again swiping left on Tinder and OK Cupid.

There are lots of fish in the sea apparently but none of them my kind of fish.

They are either full of bones aka young kids. I mean who has 5-6 years old kids at near 50?

Then there are sharks. You know the ones that offers dinner at their place. Ummm who in their right mind would accept?

Oh and of course the puffer fish. The ones that can kill you but in this case scam you bad. Their profile looks like it’s heaven sent but when you dissect it out there are gaps.

And the last category ? The eels. They’ve never gotten married and travel all over the place ๐Ÿ˜‚ nothing wrong with that but a bit disconcerting. You wonder why?

I’m going out for a drink with an eel tonight. He’s travelled everywhere. He asked me if he should go barefoot or wear shoes ๐Ÿ˜‚

He’s a nomad or may be a wanderer is a better word. He’s never home. So he has no home. He’d be bumming at his mum’s or dad’s or cousin’s or in his caravan or at work sleeping over on tours.