There are some stories to tell.
My first serious relationship generated by on-line dating ended in December. Let me get the awkward, self pity out of the way; I wrote:
I forgot that I didn't know. I found love and made love. I have the poems, photos and memories. I know you wouldn't tell someone who speaks with a stutter to just start speaking clearly. But I love with a stutter. I'm ashamed of it; I'm embarrassed. I don't know where it came from, why it was visited upon me. I'm ashamed I hadn't fixed it, that I thought I was ready for coupling. That was my ego. For having made that mistake, I ruined your year. I'm sorry.
Ok, self flagellation is good, but back to the serious business of life.
Yes, I will throw myself back into the on-line dating rodeo.
Maybe tomorrow.
After I tell a few more stories.
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