Adventure in dating #2:
Juggler asked if I want to truck on down to Pueblo to meet him. As a reader, I am certain that no good story could begin with, “He summoned her to drive down to Pueblo. She complied.” That kind of story precedes the heroic.
Adventure in dating #3:
Had coffee tonight with a construction manager. Nice guy, not into church. He swore repeatedly throughout the conversation. Even among the non-churchy, isn’t that considered uncouth for an initial encounter?
Tea—I’m feeling you on the need for space. I’m ending the weekend in serious deficit of conversations with God, exercise and reflection. I want to throw my phone out the window. Still I enjoyed the disussion of the mystery of the emergent church.
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"As she drove south on I-25 she wondered if the visit was a good idea. She thought about her options, grabbed another handful of Chex-mix on the empty passenger’s seat and pushed harder on the accelerator. Her only other option was an uncouth construction worker."
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