Is it natural? With every heartbreak, there’s a need to reflect? Maybe it’s just me. A few years ago, I met this woman on an dating app.* We hit it off well. Our first conversation involved a case of mistaken identity. The perfect meetcute for the modern age. Of course, there was a problem. I wasn’t looking for anything serious. I wasn’t even looking for anything casual. I exhausted myself by then. Even I had grown tired of my complaints about Jenny. I wanted to get into a new headspace. I need to talk to someone who I hadn’t tired out. At that point, I had never considered using a dating app of any sort. But I was tired of the anonymous conversations Whisper…