this morning #1040.

this morning, we were back here again. i opened my eyes to the sight of her laying next to me, curled up in the sheets. two nights in a row. what can i say? i’ve always been a creature of habit. karen. turns out that her name’s karen. turns out that she’s a musician. i like musicians. turns out she just HAD to see me. said so in a flirty text. she was going to be back at the same bar that we’d met at last night. i should meet her there for happy hour. i did. we enjoyed happy hour & then a bunch of hours after that & now here we were, the next morning, me feeling like this just might be the start of something. whether that something will be something positive or something negative is still very much TBD.