Oh boy

I can't stop smiling. The blush on my cheeks is rosy and flattering. I feel silly and girly and giddy. Kisses fresh on my lips; he dropped off my library books. I had a nice time. My gender role wasn't an issue and I could buy a drink or two. I loved that we went to Mandate and I loved our eye glasses rubbing together. He reminds me of a Crumb character. I want to watch Twilight Zone with him and giggle. I like that he is nice, he let me talk. I was so nervous and had just plucked a long grey hair out of my widows peak; I felt slightly vulnerable. I am proud of myself, honestly. I wasn't afraid and it was actually nice and...different. I bought two new prints at the art show we went to.