At that time I very briefly dated a girl, who after a couple times hanging out, latched onto me like static electricity from a head-rubbed balloon attaching itself to a wall.
We held hands constantly, we’d sit close to one another, and those are two examples of the minor public displays of affection (PDA’s) that would spark between the two of us.
I read many women bloggers, and I’m not afraid to admit it. A fellow blogger/writer that I follow, Matt is his name, writes at Must Be This Tall to Ride. I got to hang out with a bunch of , who I haven’t seen in a few months.
He’s a guy in his mid-30’s who came out of a divorce, and he writes about writing in general, about many aspects of life we all can relate to, returning to the world of dating, moments he cherishes with his child and sharing custody, and he opens up about internal post-divorce dilemmas. Some writing was done, accomplished for this week’s post and scrapped in its entirety, leaving me (and you) with this post.
Culture, entertainment especially, can create models or characters that we can somewhat relate to and laugh about the mannerisms.
My friends and I, while growing up, had a bulky Rolodex of names of characters we’d try to relate to, ranging and maturing from childhood-associated .
Some people like to break the bad news, and some definitely do not; just bite your lip and rip off the band-aid. Going blindly into Thursday night’s Underground event. He can also be found creating worlds and playing with invisible objects with the Syracuse Improv Collective.
Single life been different since this last October.[Enter Christopher Walken] *** Syracuse is a small enough city where you can stand out. What you do, where you are, who you are with, how you act, and what you’re wearing–among other things–can be remembered. If you do something stupid, it’s probably best that you own it.If you’re feeling judged, take a good look at what you’re doing.Instead of having a burger just sit there, get cold as it ponders it’s existence, it may as well be consumed and enjoyed by taste buds and a stomach. (I keep laughing when that name is written) apartment where the host said to me: “If you were in a mafia movie, you’d be the good looking character…who would get killed off early…it would upset some people.” (My friends are eloquent and choosy when it comes to endearment.) On the walk to the sports pub, to be single.New people, good people and a dog, were also met that evening. It’s as soothing as sitting in an Adirondack chair and staring across a lake. There is no playing the field, and there is no getting laid constantly.