“No excuses,” they said. “You’ve got time on your hands now to put a profile together and get to know someone from the comfort of your lounge room. Then when isolation ends you can meet.”
I listed my good points, hopes and dreams; found a complimentary photo.
Alas, the contenders seemed like clones! Each masked something unrelated to Covid-19. Could I trust again? I’d been hurt by a cheating liar before.
Eventually I changed sites; adopted a Cocker Spaniel.