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A Girl Can Dream, Can’t She?

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A Girl Can Dream, Can’t She?

Who am I to talk about sex and romance? I’ve never had either.  I almost did, once.  And it took a fair amount of time for my bruised little heart to get past the confusion of the moment. Recently, the closest I’ve come to a date was with a 'genius' at the 'bar' at the Apple store. He couldn’t help me.

My track record in the love department sucks. I have felt forgotten, used, dragged along and, worst of all, like a body double. I often share too much, too fast.  Then, I develop ideas of what I think a person should do with that information. But they respond either not in the way I expect, or not at all.  I then turn that disappointment into complete rejection and begin to tell myself that I have no hope at ever being in love. I’ve given away little bits of me to poor expectations and replaced them with cynicism.

I wish I had a better story to tell.  I used to be a romantic.  Most likely I still am.  I still love Sleeping Beauty and Sense and Sensibility.  I still sing with Bridget Jones as she lip-syncs to Celine Dion – 'All by myself, don’t wanna be, all by myself, anymore.'

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A shade of red

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A shade of red

The sky was spitting in the freshness of the evening.  A slight breeze wandered down the narrow streets and caressed the small, arched bridges of the city.  The night was to be yet another of reasonable weather and fair social happenings in this sprawling urban area.

My walk through the circular streets of the central part of the city had carried me round and round, breathing in the late fall air while enjoying the sights and sounds.  Yet it was that corner, that turn into a certain place I will not soon forgot.

Short and terse was the man as he asked, 'How much?' to the woman through the half open door.  It was a simple question, thinking back to the day now, yet it stuck with me so – the sight, the sound of their voices, the quandary of the questioner.

Her reply, without hesitation, was '60.'

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