How do you measure a year?
One year ago, I was work work working my Wednesday away, anticipating a date I had later that night with a guy who I'd met at a concert in '07 and ran into again at a wedding in May '09.
One year ago, my phone lit up with a text around 1 pm or so asking what kind of wine I liked to drink and what time I wanted to go to dinner. And was Italian ok?
One year ago, my trusty black cotton dress* was the outfit of choice because I felt most comfortable in it, relaxed.
One year ago, texting Jackie the entire time from my little apartment, I got ready and waiting for him to come pick me up.
One year ago, I was work work working my Wednesday away, anticipating a date I had later that night with a guy who I'd met at a concert in '07 and ran into again at a wedding in May '09.
One year ago, my phone lit up with a text around 1 pm or so asking what kind of wine I liked to drink and what time I wanted to go to dinner. And was Italian ok?
One year ago, my trusty black cotton dress* was the outfit of choice because I felt most comfortable in it, relaxed.
One year ago, texting Jackie the entire time from my little apartment, I got ready and waiting for him to come pick me up.
One year ago, we sat across from each other at a cozy Italian BYO.
One year ago, I had no idea what to expect.
One year ago, I had no idea what I wanted.
One year ago, I had no idea what to expect.
One year ago, I had no idea what I wanted.
One year ago, I had no idea what I needed.
One year ago, I had butterflies.
Today, I still do :)
* I am wearing the same dress today! When something works, I hang onto it ;)
* I am wearing the same dress today! When something works, I hang onto it ;)
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