I have been recently imagining s** with a woman I’ve known since the ‘Summer of Bryan Adams’ when we were in First Grade. She was always the smartest girl in class, and her study habits were so admirable (not “enviable” enough, or I would have emulated them). She ALWAYS had her guard up, and I have almost never seen her ‘vulnerable’ in any way. But goodness she is a dream, and I often these days envision us somehow alone together in a hotel room with a giant bed… and my wanting to just wrap her in my arms… and ‘express’…

She’s single these days, too.

Oh, c’mon fate, do me this one favor… one day not far off