Friday, September 5, 2014

Not Not-A-Dates

Stop the presses.  I went on A Real Date last night (pint on a deck overlooking the river) and am going on another one tonight (swanky cocktail bar downtown).  If you're counting, that's two real dates in thirty-six hours, approximately the same number that I went on in four years in my previous town.

I continue to feel as though I am leading somebody else's life, not my own.

1 comment:

  1. Kinda funny when that happens, isn't it?

    I hadn't been on a date in over a year - then 4 in a month - and now back to nuttin. LOL!


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