“Hope is the thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all.” Emily Dickinson

another view from the room
Well I’m off. To a wine bar. With a boy.

Otherwise known as… a date. I have a date.

I had planned to wait until January and be all ‘I’m the new Jan Brady’ and then start dating, but it happened, and I said yes, because I’m easygoing like that and not at all an overthinker. No sir.

I have very little anxiety, interestingly, mostly because it’s unexpected and I haven’t had time to freak out. And odds are low that he’s actually had time to google me and read this ridiculousness. And it’s just casual and I just want to relax and have fun.
Plus I’m wearing my favorite skirt with new high heeled black boots that are Cute. As. Hell.

Wish me luck!

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