So I made a new friend last night.
She wears my favorite color and all my favorite accessories.
She makes me feel comfortable.
She is wise and well traveled.
She reacts to snow much better than me.
And she even held my purse.
We rode together.
We generated light together.
We shifted up and down.
And that old familiar smile came to my face.
But I'm not the type of girl to take someone home on the first date.
And now she has a double date with some potential BFF's on Friday.
I may never see her again, but I'm not sure how I feel about that.
I've been thinking of calling someone else...
