Ok dudes, get a load of this. M, the hottie firefighter, met me on July 18. Then he came to visit me on August 18. Today is September 18 and as I type this he is on his way to see me. It wasn't planned, it just sorta ended up working out that way. Isn't that kick ass? But what does that mean? Is it bad luck like those cursed lottery numbers on Lost? Or is it good luck like those people who play favorite numbers and win millions? I don't know.
What I do know is that I like him. He is close, so close, to perfect. M popped up out of nowhere and blindsided me. I haven't like a guy in a long time - so I just don't know what do with all of this. Any ideas?
Here I am at Sam's Boathouse in Addison, TX.
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