Can't believe I'm even posting this here. But here I am.
Sundays are just so unfulfilling. I can't even remember the last time I had a friend or a group of friends that actually wanted to do anything at all on Sunday.
It's the weekend. It's summer in Chicago. And yet everyone I know starts acting like anything after 11am on Sunday is off limits because its school night. Didn't we learn during the pandemic that time is imaginary? I hate this shit.
LETS. DO. SOMETHING.
Anything. Walks along the lake, drinks on a patio, bowling, cuddling and watching a movie. Go on a road trip. Go kayaking, doing something touristy. I don't care if we work tomorrow. That's true on 71% of our days on this planet and it shouldn't stop us from living.
Me: 35M, white, single, gainfully employed, has car, takes public transit, likes walking, has hobbies, very social and not awkward. I live alone in Lakeview.
You: F, single (non-negotiable) ideally 18-40. Nearby. In city or close suburb. Algonquin doesn't count. Spontaneous, available, isn't afraid to stay up late or go out on a Sunday.
This can any direction. Friends, sexual, romantic, whatever. Let's see what happens. No pressure
Age and location in your first message or I'll assume you're a bot.
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