The boy drove north for breakfast. The boy came and sat on my couch for an hour or so with his arms around me while I listened to him breathe. We watched Katie and Matt. Then he kissed me. I didn’t start crying immediately, and they weren’t big woe is me tears. It was after […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.
I’ve been working long days. I’ve been taking short trips. I’ve been scoring the games. I’ve been listening to tunes. The boy? He’s wonderful. It was Bob’s birthday over the weekend. I didn’t call him. Don’t plan to, but Happy Birthday anyway. The show I was planning on catching Friday night was canceled. The baby […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
He caught me a delicious bass.Continue Reading... No Comments.
The EX. When people ask why we aren’t together anymore, it’s not a difficult story to tell. I don’t always tell it, because it’s not really anyone’s business. What I do, instead, is over the course of time, tell little stories about the relationship then and how it continues on today. It makes it clear, […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
He said I am beautiful. He said “It’s ok, I bought the insurance.” He said I have cute feet, my hair smells good, I’m a distraction. He said let’s watch the sunset. He said people sometimes think he is gay. He said I wouldn’t give him the time of day in high school. He was […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.