About Last Night

I had a date last night. It is still unnerving to me when a man says I am sexy. I feel as sexy as a wet rag. But I am starting to realize sexiness may not be so much about the way a person looks as it is about the confidence and energy they protray. I do feel sexy and confident when I am with a person I enjoy and makes me laugh. My real personality is able to shine. We shared a bottle of wine, a salad, steak and beautiful music. Our backgrounds are so different but the stories about the lives we have lived brought joy into the room. Will I see this person again? I don't know. I do know that last night was a special night. I will write it in my diary and draw a heart around it. Thank you mystery man for last night.

Hello

Hello, It's me and it has been a while. It is Friday night and I am home with a cold. It feels so strange to be in your house for days and you can hear the world going on outside but you are laying on your bed with no energy to move.
I have been thinking about a lot of things lately and that is dangerous. About the dates I have been on and the men I have met. About how much work it is to try and meet someone that is normal and kind and not rude and selfish.
But there are men thinking the same thing about women I am sure. I have come to realize I am stuck. Stuck where I am waiting for something. What? Who knows. But I do know I am missing life.
Time to crawl back into bed with the current man in my life-my dog Brinkley. I love him.