Chemistry speed dating events
For the first round, our host would provide a prompt (“What’s the biggest risk you’ve ever taken?
”) that we would have a total of three minutes to answer; how we divided those three minutes was up to us.
When the time came, we both agonized over whether we should move back to DC and leave our hometowns behind permanently — the biggest risk either of us had ever taken.
She went first, taking a job on the Hill, while I applied for graduate school. This time, we had no physical hallways to connect us, no natural proximity to tie us together.
Now that she’s leaving, it’s a lesson we’ll have to learn again.
It’s nothing new to write about the love we feel our female friends, for women writers to wax poetic about the friends who became our soul mates, the real loves of our lives.
It’s a line I repeated to myself, a line I almost blurted out loud, at a “friend speed dating” event I attended in Washington, DC, earlier this year.
But however clichéd or commonplace it may be, the lack of originality does not diminish its veracity.
The date hasn’t officially been set, but the reason for her imminent departure is immutable: She fell in love. After 30 — the age I’m nearing — experts find we may make casual friends, but most of us lose our best friends. How ironic that falling in one kind of love has the ability to make us lose another.
In a phone interview, psychologist and author of Andrea Bonior told me that even if you’re not married or parenting, people stop being as close to their friends because, well, they’re literally not as close anymore.
I’ll never forget how lonely it was the first time I set foot in DC as a congressional intern, young and still in college and shocked by how cold my surroundings were.
By the time “Snowmageddon” hit, the major snowstorm that shut down most of the city for days in February 2010, I’d already been in the city for six weeks and still hadn’t managed to make a meaningful connection. Locked in with a dozen or so other women in the all-female dormitory I was housed in, left with nothing to do but play board games in the common area, I made eye contact with another resident over a game of Apples to Apples.