Friday, July 31, 2015

Bloom Where You're Planted

One evening, as a 19-year-old college student, I met a guy. We spoke very briefly, he asked me for my number, then shortly thereafter called to ask me on a date. He picked me up and we went back to his house, where we made dinner. While on the date I found out that he was 28. He knew I was 19 when he asked me out. That's a little more of an age gap than I'm comfortable with. After dinner we re-potted his aloe vera plants. He had a lot of aloe vera plants.

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