You squint irritably at your screen, which is not bright enough, but your phone’s battery isn’t what it used to be. You’ve been telling yourself for months that you should get a new one; perhaps when the iPhone 6 comes out and the price of the 5 S drops.
You imagine what this person must be like. His terrible homage to a long outdated book marks him as a survivor of a college town, perhaps Boston? His commitment to the bit suggests conviction, a sense of purpose, while still illustrating a willingness to buck tradition and convention. An iconoclast, an anarchist of sorts perhaps. A smile flickers across your face, and you think of your own values. Reaffirmed in your beliefs, you hypothesize what this curious fellow must do?
His dating profile is certainly thought out, if ill-advised. He is reaching out, almost yelling it seems to establish some sort of presence. A declaration of existence, a proposal for solidarity shouted into the void.
You prepare yourself to read on, curiously interested while balancing your cautious optimism against the grim realities of reaching out to strangers on the internet.