October 19, 2016
Day 839. I'm dating again. Two of them are writers. Okay, let me talk about the writers first. One of them, let's call him P, he has this tic. I'm not telling you this to make fun of him (because I can sense you judging me and willing me to stop this story before "I say something bad"). So, his tic. It's adorable. He wrinkles his nose every five seconds. Like he smells something suspicious every five seconds. True story. The second one, let's call him M. He doesn't have a tic. I kind of like P with the tic.