by James Park
There are few things more depressing than being on a first date that you know won't work out he thinks as he pushes his steak around his plate. Three strong drinks later, her feet are touching his under the table and he can't find a reason to pull away. Three hours later, he is listening to her breathe as he falls asleep next to her. Three months later, he is lying to her about a certain number on his cell phone. Three years later, he stands at the altar telling himself that he'll remain true to her, from then on. Three kids later, he sits with his family at dinner, wondering what it means to be truly happy, and if he really is.
James Park is single.