Je t'adore

Sigh.... a man speaking French into my ear. Swoon. Seriously. We're going out tomorrow afternoon. From many posts ago, this is Kilo. Very young, very sweet, and very charming.

Perhaps the best thing about the young and charming, is that they are not yet aware of their charm, and yet it still exudes much like your milk-shake from the local ice-creamery, when the metal sleeve is still in the top of your cup, lest it overflow.

Frankly, I had qualms a couple of weeks ago, regarding my going out with Kilo. He really is so young. But at this point, I know that I'm not ready for serious dates.... not ready for making future plans.

So why not make some friends, have a few laughts, and enjoy a charming young man who speaks my name in French ("Joelle"), and says sweet things that I don't even care what they mean, because they sound so yummy.