a good man is hard to find and other stories

so had my date last night with long-time flame. we gave dating a try back in the fall but things fell apart...

in any case, i agreed to meet him again. but i decided to catch a flick first; so i threw on my new fave black and white dress & went down to 23rd street. i wanted to see notes on a scandal but was running late so i caught the departed instead.

it was good, but as it turned out i am an idiot because i somehow thought that 5.30 plus 2 and a half hours = 7 pm instead of 8 pm.

so i was an hour late. i went to the bar (right next door to the theater) but he was gone. i was going to run home & try and email him, when i ran into him on the street.

so we went down 23rd street and went to a place on 7th avenue.

i had forgotten how much he liked me. he looked at me and i had to look down blushing.

& as it turned out, i've missed him quite a bit.

we went around some of the things i had problems with before and he gave me better answers this time. and i don't doubt the sincerity of his feelings--we've been dancing around this for years and he has never wavered in his affection.

so we talked, and had some drinks, and i went home around 10. he kissed me on the corner of 8th avenue and then held me for a long time.

aw fuck, love turns out to be really crazy. even if you're not yet even in love.

there comes a time, i guess, to abandon your reservations and let yourself fall--how else will you ever know if you will get caught?