I'd resigned myself to the fact that meaningless sex was the way to go for a while, then the next Grindr hook up manages to surprise me. After I found my pants he simply asked "Wanna get some dinner?".
So we went and we ate. And we learned and we connected a little. Then we went back to his place for more sex. And lo, it was good.
And there has been follow up texts, and last night a follow up date. And today more texting. And plans for Friday night.
I must say, I'm rather enjoying being back in the dating dance.