Deja Vu
I always thought of San Diego as a big city, but the truth is 1.3 million within the city limits and 3 million within the county is not a lot of people. It’s definitely not NYC or Los Angeles which is just up Interstate 5. After my breakup in April, I found out just how small this “big” city is. I hooked up with someone that I hooked up with damn near a decade ago, accidentally on purpose. I feel like I’m talking in riddles but it didn’t happen the way you think it did.
I didn’t meet this person one drunken night in a bar, wake up the next day and never talk to him again. Maybe that last part happened.
So, how this all went down was: Dating apps. I had been talking to this dude for at least a good two months off and on through Tinder (as all bad stories start) and we finally exchanged phone numbers. I was excited to go watch a game with a guy who knew football like I do even if he was a Steelers fan (I used to be one) but I went back to my Broncos roots. I got into the Lyft thinking I was going to meet someone new, but upon my arrival to his house I realized I had been there before. He walked out to hug me hello and again, it felt familiar. I sat on his couch and looked at his surfboards…it felt familiar. All of it was trippy AF. I kept saying to myself “I’ve been here before. We’ve met. I should just leave”. I did not leave. I wound up hooking up with him again.
This time was slightly different. He drove me home. We kissed goodbye and we continued talking through the next week. I brought it up finally four days later on the phone after a really strong margarita.
Me: “How long have you lived at your place?”
M: “Since 2011. Why do you ask?”
Me: “I’ve been to your house before. We’ve met before Sunday. You were on another site.”
M: “Oh my god. I think you’re right! What are the chances our paths would cross on a different app?”
Granted, I look a little bit different at 32 years old than I did at 24. But after conveniently forgetting why we stopped talking almost a decade ago, he did remember and told me after another sex session: He lied to me about having ED because he came too quickly and then vanished. He then was in two four-year relationships.
Needless to say, this time — I stopped talking to him.