Flaws

Nothing really needs to be said. I always think to blog right when I
get into bed. The blog via email always loses formatting.

I wonder when I'll stop being a hopeless romantic. I want to say
never, but that might lead to a life of unfulfillment- if I can't just
grasp what is in my present.

We will see!

For the future Emily and most everyone else who's reading this, I have
a date on Wednesday with someone who is terribly funny, likes to plan,
has a ton of friends, a good job, and he loves his family. There will
be a flaw. Everyone is flawed. What will be the deal breaker this
time. Now THAT is a sad way to exist. I take it back. Sort of.

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