Dear Diary,
I take it back. I'm not down. I'm not even off the cloud. I'm amused at the momentum that has occurred since I first wrote you about Taylor. Tuesday was not the first time we met, by the way. I think the first time was...oh...January 2006, perhaps? Can't remember exactly, but we've been together for nigh on 4 years, now. At first it was admiration from a distance. And then he took to callin' me darlin'. In that beautiful southern drawl.
Let's pause a moment now to recall that encounter. And to remember that drawl.
Thanks.
Anyway, I was all nerves the first time. But since then I've grown comfortable with him. Tuesday, I was chilled, calm, collected. And did you notice how he leaned? How we matched? How he promised to see me in November? Well, I'll keep that promise, Taylor. I believe the promise was dinner and dancing? Something along those lines, anyway.
Oh yea! I was supposed to tell you about that Disney game, wasn't I? Well, let's just wait and see what tomorrow holds...
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