I don't know if I wrote it, but I definitely said it to a few of my friends. With a Jim-from-The Office-shrug I admitted, "I've fully prepared myself to walk through a dateless desert on my way to the other side of this Vagabond journey." I could just imagine the conversations and lies (truth stretches) I would have to conjure on the spot. "So where do you live?" she asks. "Pretty close by," I laugh as I open the door of my 4Runner for her to get in. "Let's get out of here, that homeless guy over there is looking at me?" she pulls me across the street. "You didn't run when I looked at you before I kissed you," I smirk. Ha! If she only knew...
Wait, what if she did know? If I parked my car in her garage while we watched a movie, does that mean we moved in together?! Ha, I'm joking, of course.
And still, here I am.
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