Almost 30 years ago, I was almost 22, on March 8, my first date took place.
It was my first date in years. Then I was already in my 5th year at a medical university, preparing for a diploma, and a trip to Europe, and before that, for a long time I watched how my family collapsed. The divorce of my parents greatly affected my mental state. The diploma also added nerves.
The night before our date, I could not sleep - I was so worried that I preferred work instead of sleep. At the time, this was my third sleepless night due to a study project.
On the appointed day, we met in the center for lunch, already at night I was supposed to fly to Germany. In honor of the first date holiday, I ordered a glass of red wine and a cappuccino. I thought it would wake me up because of the sleepless nights. It did not help. As soon as we left the restaurant, he took me to a coffee shop for a second cup of coffee. When we walked around the mall, he needed to go to the store. And being already there, I realized that alcohol did its job. I’m standing, thinking, but it’s like I was switched into sleep mode - the consequences of wine, two large cups of coffee, nerves and sleepless nights. And then I feel it and wake up.
As he left the store, he took my hand. And after a couple of moments we were standing at the fence, my head lay on his shoulder. It was so calm and easy. But our relationship turned out to be as fleeting as the romance that arose between us ...
Dear readers, I would be very interested to know about your first date, tell me about it? It would be very interesting to know, how was it with you?❤️