I had been so conditioned to be blown off, I thought he was politely breaking up with me.
So we didn't really talk for a couple days, which felt like a long time. I realized he wasn't trying to end things; he did want to keep dating.
We had such a great time, we went to about seven different bars afterward.
But I'd mentioned on one of our dates that I have an obsession with King Richard III, and maybe two days later he texted me all these articles about how they'd found Richard III's body. Once I realized that he's the kind of person who says what he means and means what he says, I was so happy.
I remember early on, I would say to my friends, "I think he thinks I must be an heiress, he just treats me so nicely." We moved in together after about 18 months of dating. Barring something really unpredictable, we both think that this is "It." Sometimes I think there's a stigma about meeting online.
So we set up the date but had to push it off a couple times.
It wasn't a priority, because I was seeing so many random people at that point.
There were points where I was going on dates with two or three people a week.
Dating people casually, I didn't really meet anyone that I was interested in for a while.
Matt messaged me, and we talked a little bit, and just kind of got everything big, all of our baggage, out right away so we could see if it was even worth continuing to talk. We just talked nonstop from that point, and we went on our first date a week later.
I gave him my phone number and he texted me, "Hi, Hannah, it's Matt." And I said: "Which Matt? We went on a hike, and we put wine in water bottles and had a little picnic at the end of the hike.
I'm 5-foot-10, and I've always had a thing about height, and I saw this guy with a really sweet, open face, and he was 6-foot-9, I was like, , and one of my favorite sentences ever, "If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of the machines that registers earthquakes tens of thousands of miles away." And he responded and said that he actually had a sweatshirt.
Two or three messages in, we found out that we live extremely close to each other, and he was like "Let's meet up." Somewhere in the conversation, and this was in December 2012, I told him I had just seen the film He texted me after four dates, saying that he wanted to slow down.
But [I] get panicked when I think about the fact that he lived literally one mile away and we had no friends in common. Six months after moving to New York, I started online dating.