I can't help but think of my friend Kerry who, after smooching her latest boy-toy (Spanky)in college, told him, "I'm sorry, Spanky, there's just nothing there."
The Date
We went to a pricey, out-of-the-way restaurant for some delicious filet mignon, my favorite. There was lots of chatter about jobs and stories about the things we've done, but no soul-baring, which is good in some respects. Then, it was on to the bar down the road from me where we had a few beers and the owner bought us
I have a date tonight.
Just dinner, nothing exciting. A friend of a friend and I've seen him before at parties and at the bar. In a way I'm happy to be back on the scene, but at the same time I'm tired of it (just like everybody else?).
So many things have changed and/or have been redefined for me in the past year. I know myself much better, but now instead of being super easy-going and open, I've found myself to have a list of terms and conditions. Such as: I don't think I eve