There is this guy at home who I think is pretty fantastic. In fact if he asked me to marry him I would say a definite yes. I just know it would work and we would be happy and it would be a lot of fun. Granted our interactions are not of the romantic nature. We were just good friends when I lived in Canada and we stay in a reasonable amount of contact when I’m here.
Last night I had a dream that he proposed. I said yes of course. Then I woke up.. more single than I was when I went to sleep.
(That last bit makes zero sense but I’m going for dramatics)
Grasping at straws, lass.
Nice new look!
I know… a definite sign I need to move somewhere with real guys!
The last part is like you were heaven and then you were dropped all the way back to the ground.