Well, suppose the date was okay. I can’t say I was very witty or engaging or insightful. It’s been a rough weekend, but suppose that’s no excuse. I couldn’t tell if she was bored and just making small talk. She probably was. Oh well. That’s how the cookie crumbles. A bit bummed out.

4 thoughts on “Date”

  1. Mom even did not know me when she was surrounded by those boys – my classmates and her classmates of about 200, for almost two entire years.

    Well, you never know.

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