LuAnne Jessop

Walter

It was 10pm on a Saturday night. I was sitting on the 4 train heading back to my apartment in Brooklyn. Staring straight ahead and burning a hole through the ad on the wall in front of me. I had just walked out on a Tinder date that was a disaster before it started. Now I was on my way home, angry and confused. All my friends were having a good experience with dating apps. It was like the internet just handed them their soulmates. I couldn’t understand why this was so difficult for me. Trying to make sense of—why, was making me feel dizzy. I am an honest empathetic law abiding citizen. I vote and give money and food to the homeless. I am smart enough to have a job with health insurance, but I choose to work as a mentor in a mice infested elementary school that lacks basic resources. I put my heart and soul into my students and do my best to make the world a better place. I volunteer at the food bank in Harlem every Saturday. Why is the universe punishing me?