This new guy, our first date, he held my hand and walked me home. And he's funny. He kept up with my strange humor and winding tangents. Thinking about it, me thinking about my latest love interests, walking to this date with this new man, I was thinking of logic versus spark. It's the spark I want, it's the spark that I feel is necessary, that I had with The Bartender, but with The Bartender, I fear that's all we would have had, no common ground except sometimes: daydrinking. (Which isn't really a foundational common ground if we're splitting hairs here.) So now I'm trying not to focus so much on some damn magical spark and instead on humor, words, attraction, goals. What a novel idea!
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