We’ve chosen “Crash” by Dave Matthews as our “song”.
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I think I will miss going to the beach the most until the day I die.
Charlie became jealous, but he had to deal with it as part of his polyamory game.
At the risk of sounding like an old lady, I find the phenomenon of dick pictures generally appalling.
The list of activities that I completely lost the ability to do seems endless.
When I say journey through 19 years of chronic pain, I mean I have had the sensation of pain every waking minute of every day for 19 years.
Having been through a health crisis in the middle of the summer left me seeking as much adventure as possible during what little remained of the summer.
I love coffee. I need it to function. I am addicted to it. Can say most of that about sex, too, but I can’t say it’s an addiction. More of a “nice to have”.
It wasn’t until we were putting our seatbelts on for the long drive home from my romantic, idyllic log cabin at the lake that I realized what had happened over the last 48 hours.
She replied, “If your soulmate doesn’t like you because of your earrings, then your soulmate is a douche.”
I asked him what his plans were for the rest of the day, and he looked a little embarrassed and told me he was going from our date to meet another woman for coffee at another nearby coffee shop.
I remember one assignment in particular. We were told to write about something that turned out nothing like we expected. I had an easy time coming up with my idea.
The summer of 2017 turned out nothing like I expected or planned as much of our lives come to be. There had been so many forces conspiring for most of my life which culminated in this most surprising season.
We very slowly hiked down to the dock at dusk with a flashlight. The clouds over the lake were tinged pink from the setting sun.
There was no conversation between me and Matt. I’m not sure we exchanged names, even