001 our very first date

[emcee]

there is sand in my shoes and joy everywhere else. i am feeling really good, and that's modesty. tonight was an amazing experience. we went to riverwalk, had a fancy italian dinner, stumbled over conversation, paced the beach, discussed interracial experiences, hands and life lines... he saved my life. i am reprimanding myself for feeling the way i do so quickly although it is out of my control. why torture myself, eh? why have anything other than what i want??

the whole idea of livejournal is troublesome. i wish i could be honest about tonight. i'll remember always.
"sad, soft, and delicate..."