So I remember way back when I dated before... I looked the guy in the eyes and in a split second, could make the decision "Yeah I could" or "No I couldn't". But I don't remember savoring the very having been asked out on a date.
The endless recollections of thousands of romantic dates can not top the floating-on-air feeling of not being in love, but wondering if you might be, in a few days.
Ahhh, love. Men, hearts, flowers, chocolates. What a racket.
Me Lovey.
Peace,
Dot
P.S. The Brawny Man is taking me out tomorrow. I can't stop laughing; we are meeting at 4:15.
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