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.
Not necessarily because I really wanted for find a boyfriend; it was just me just wanting to go on dates because they were so much fun.
Eddy was the one who messaged me first, and initially I never got back to him.
It wasn't a priority, because I was seeing so many random people at that point.
But I met a bunch of really interesting, great guys, who I still keep in touch with — it's hard to be real friends with them, but we're pretty friendly.
I've set up some of the guys on dates with my girlfriends.
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.