They asked me for my number when we were done so we could meet up and do it again sometime. I was so excited.
And the next day I went to the store. And I decided to be a friend.
And I didn’t get any new friends or numbers, but I felt happy.
And that weekend, as I sat in a Red Robin with some friends I hadn’t seen in ages, I couldn’t help but vomit my love all over them.
And that’s when I realized just how true the quote was. My friends were real. And I was real. And sometimes it just took one person being a friend first.
Dan Pearce, The Single Dad Laughing Blog