A few years ago, I was lounging on a yacht in the Virgin Islands with the man I was sure I was supposed to marry. We locked eyes and I longed for him to whisper in my ear something tender and romantic. Then he started talking about hamburgers.
Dating is not an exact science. A lot of it has to do attraction, but if you find yourself failing to get date number 2, maybe you have to start doing things differently. If you would like help figuring it out, do not hesitate to reach out to me.
I turned and looked out the open train door; the station is filled, from floor to ceiling, with white smoke... I turned and looked out the open train door; the station is filled, from floor to ceiling, with white smoke.
Any author whose publisher sends him or her on a book tour these days is lucky, seriously lucky. And you pay for that luck with sleep deprivation, airport security lines, and often a reading with only one person in attendance who is usually homeless or mentally ill.