I was searching. I wanted to believe — my romantic ideals wanted to believe — there was someone who could offer me the security and understanding I longed for. It was tough. It was tough to look, it was tough to realize, tough to accept that if it ever was going to happen, it wasn’t [...]
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Daily Archives Monday, December 2008
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It is later in the evening. That sentence seems redundant but I will leave it there anyway. And that one. And . . . well, anyway. We had vacated our room for theirs, then theirs in the hope of something more. Saved by the Bell reruns, local news (a station that has recipes [...]
