I am bad at dating, which is to say, I am bad at waiting for people to fall in love with me. What is the hold up? Where is the kink in the hose? Tonight, I’ve prepared mashed sweet potatoes. I’m nervous because they look like the diarrhea of a clown. When Eddie knocks, Baxter begins to growl. Bax...
I began each class simply by smiling—perhaps my nervous hope showed through—then scanned the room for any eye contact that was returned to me with a promising streak of restraint. Connor initially seemed to be perfect: he was quiet, studious but not exceptionally smart, and didn’t appear to have ...