The date. He was prompt, polite, paid for coffee, had all the requisite social skills. We had a stimulating conversation and some potential for chemistry. He is dissatisfied with his current career and uncertain of new directions–not ideal, perhaps, but I can hardly blame someone for something I feel myself.
At the end of the date, a surprise factoid. He is divorced after a long marriage. Well, not technically divorced; the paperwork has been filed and separate residences established, but the divorce has not been finalized yet.
Perhaps at this age this complication is relatively inconsequential; I don’t know, but it was definitely dampening.