Strut Through The Rigors of Dating With Dua Lipa’s “Training Season”

A feeling of euphoria shot through my body as the dance floor lights hit my face, sweat rolled down my chest and “Hung Up” by Madonna echoed through the club. I danced a little too provocatively with someone I thought liked me because this night felt like the closest I was going to get to those dance scenes in the movies where two lovers walk into a club and have some sort of cosmic connection on the dance floor.

The only difference between my life and the movies is that those characters don’t know the rigors of dating in New York, because the next morning I received a message that read: “I think you’re really amazing, and I enjoy spending time with you, but…” my stomach dropped,* “I’m just not ready for a long term relationship. I think I still need to find myself and have a lot of things I need to work on that I have to do alone.”