The hardest part about constantly putting yourself out there is knowing that every time you do, you may stumble and fall. I do that a lot. In my eagerness to chase that which is good, sometimes I stub my toe or bruise a knee on the sticks waving the red flags. This is the case…
Tag: POF
What Might Have Been
I try not to think about What might have been ‘Cause that was then And we have taken different roads We can’t go back again There’s no use giving in And there’s no way to know What might have been (What Might Have Been, as sung by Little Texas) This song has been going through…
I’m Not Prejudiced . . .Part Two
I feel I would be remiss if I did not finish this story, even though it may cast a somewhat disparaging light on me. I did not reply to Trotter’s last email, but within a day or so, I got another one. “. . . I would still like to meet you for lunch one…
I’m Not Predjudiced But . . .
I had been talking to this fellow Trotter for several days now. The conversation was neither annoying nor fascinating, it was just general conversation via text and email. A not unpleasant diversion. We had agreed to meet for a date this week – and I was actually curious what it would be like to meet…