Recently, I have been examining my men choices up close. Why have I been with these specific men? What has attracted me to them? What have they given me? What have I learned from them? And also, what role have I played in their lives? Do they ever think of me, and if they do, am I a good memory to them?
Anyway... to start the new 2008 right, I went (again) to that lingerie store that I like so much and I spent half my paycheck. If that is not a blatant piece of evidence for my undying optimism, I don't know what is. Here's to the good man in my future! In the words of the princess from Enchanted: "I do not think he is coming, I know he will".
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