Date #13
It’s 5:00 and I’m back at Café Fulya, killing time before Date #13’s arrival. I’m wearing flats because the last time I saw Date #13 (yes,…
It’s 5:00 and I’m back at Café Fulya, killing time before Date #13’s arrival. I’m wearing flats because the last time I saw Date #13 (yes,…
I’m sitting cross legged on the floor, eyes closed, holding the index finger of my left hand against my left nostril and breathing through my right. …
If I had to pick a favorite sport, I’d pick baseball. You don’t have to run in baseball (at least not as much as you do…
I was sitting in Café Fulya yesterday debating whether or not I should schedule two dates for one day, which (because I’d have to change outfits,…
I don’t need a boyfriend. I need a secretary. Would it be possible, I wonder, to find one person to fulfill both rolls? I’m thinking something…