I’m good to go with this guy, and so grateful that our life experience has prepared us for this moment when our grit becomes a pearl.
There are many kinds of chaos. A vintage man cave is one kind, the psychic disruption of falling in love is another.
Today’s sex-positive ethics require a pre-contact conversation accelerated by Covid. Kissing in the time of corona is dangerous.
I put soulmate in the same category as kissing frogs and Prince Charming. I just can’t believe in something as whimsical as that again.
Everything in my world had fallen apart and I couldn’t imagine how I could put Humpty Dumpty back together again. So I gave up.