It has come to my attention that my last 2 posts regarding a “date” were sad. I guess some of my friends are a bit embarrassed or think I am sitting in my cave picking the petals off flowers. This simply isn’t true.

Was I disappointed last week? My ego bruised? Sure, yes, duh! But as I said, Time heals everything if you let it. The trick is letting it. I went through the motions, did my analytical dance- but no tears were shed. Not worth it.

I was taken in by the veneer of someone and now I’m over it. There are so many fish in the sea, and I am but one mermaid. I am not a Siren! Although I used to wish I had that power, I don’t really find bewitching men a talent.

Spells wear off.