My date late night went really well. I like him. Mmmm, how to explain it? As we were talking I sorta wanted to flick him in the head to see if he was real. But I wanted him to ask me out on a second date... so I didn't.
We hit golf balls, then went out to eat. You know when you meet someone and you could spend the whole night talking? It was like that. He's the first guy in sobriety I've had that with...so it's super exciting, yet a little scary all at the same time.
So anyway. He's super cute, so far so good. We're going out again on Wednesday. Cool right!?