To the man who asked me out at the end of the show at Substation on Friday. It’s not you: It’s me. I was not in the right headspace to appreciate your clear interest, even though I did notice it, long before you even asked. I hope you didn’t take my polite declination personally. I know you don’t even know my dating status, but trust me when I say I was exhausted, sad, and far away from anywhere I could make a connection with you. Thank you for at least trying. You didn’t often me.