The other day I met a guy. We dated for a bit and I started to really like him despite some glaring differences. He drank Kombucha, I prefer Champagne. I like burgers, he liked tofu. He was a scientist, I am a writer. He had an apartment, I have a suitcase. All of this wasn’t enough to deter me and not the reason it didn’t end well. He was just not that into me it turned out.