Dancing, making new dental connections, and leaving anonymous, non-flirtatious, hand-written letters for cafe girls on kitchen counters..

“Hey!” I’d begin. “Look — I AM going order a smoothie or whatever, but first, I just wanted to mention that I was in here on Wednesday, and I caught you smiling at me for a second, and I just wanted to say that you have a very nice smile and that, if you happen to be looking for a new friend, I’d love to grab coffee with you sometime.”

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Should I stay or should I go?

But then I think about what – or who – I could miss out on. And I remind myself: Wasn’t each person worth it? Wouldn’t you trade those memories for NOTHING? And weren’t you strong enough to continue existing after life with them? You can do it again. You should do it again.

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Get The Hell Out Of My Spot: A Short Work of “Fiction”

It was easy to feel angry at a faceless person; someone without a name, voice, or personality. But once I was brought face-to-face with the person, that heavy and emotionally draining pall of anger slipped from my shoulders easily, like raindrops springing lightly from a raincoat.

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