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My First Date in Two Years
Before the world was shaken up by this global pandemic, my personal world was already disrupted. Having been seriously ill and fighting for my next breath, I quickly grew to appreciate each new moment and each person sharing it with me. I was diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease that ravaged my muscles. This disease I had never heard of before, had a vendetta against my lungs. And it wasn’t going to stop attacking until my lungs stopped functioning.
Robin Jessie-GreenPublished 3 years ago in HumansThe First Sip
I was recovering from a bad fall and was on crutches when I first met him. I can't say for sure if it was love at first sight, or just my imagination, but he asked me out on a date.
Rejoice DenherePublished 3 years ago in HumansYou Had Me At Merlot
My friend Gwen decided it would be fun to have a girls’ night out on the town at a local wine bar since we’ve been locked inside our houses for the last year. Wine bars aren’t typically my scene because I’m more of a hard seltzer on a boat kind of girl. My palate isn’t what one would call, refined.
Jennifer GulbrandsenPublished 3 years ago in HumansA Night to Remember.
"6:30 PM" The time read on the clock, on my stove. I am still sitting here on my couch, watching "Bridgerton" on Netflix. My name is Theresa, I just got off work, as a data engineer. I changed into my oversized bunny shirt and short shorts, while opening a bottle of Merlot wine to celebrate the weekend.
Theresa HinesPublished 3 years ago in HumansReece, Reece and Reece.
Somehow I found someone to put up with me. Not just put up with me, I’m talking cry with me, do the most stupid things with me and even plan a hypothetical bank robbery with me. 15 years ago when I was told by my father that I’m an unusual girl, for sitting by horses and trying to give them manicures, innocently, naive and unaware, I automatically assumed I would find myself alone with 13 cats, tarot cards and a couple of healing crystals. But then I met Reece. An even stranger creature than me. He is very short, shifts his weight noticeably between one foot to another when he walks, talks about the most random things in his sleep and reads so many books he is the closest living thing to an encyclopaedia.
SEEKING: that feeling
There is nothing as careless as a young person's love. Up until then, your understanding of romance was mostly built through conceptual knowledge, slowly but surely fortifying an inevitably flawed construct of what should be. Thousands of lives spent trying to write of young love, to describe its fragility and tender motivations, by thousands of people who'd finally felt that first sting.
Sophia BoianPublished 3 years ago in HumansKey 2My Hart
The beginning of 2011 was a hard time for me as I was going through a breakup with the “love of my life.” You could see the stress and sadness written all over my face. My ex left Michigan to live with family in Delaware and my world was crushed. My beat friend Stephanie knew I was in a bad way and wanted to try and make me feel better. She set me up on a blind date and the rest is history.
Markie Rae TaubePublished 3 years ago in HumansFrom Second Base to Forever
Cassie sat on the edge of her bed contemplating what to do for the day, a rare day off. Her life was not how she expected it to be at 34. Where was the husband, the home? It wasn't that she had a bad life, quite the opposite, but it was a long way from what she had envisioned only a few months ago.
Suzanne Burfield-HancockPublished 3 years ago in HumansLOVE BY ARRANGEMENT
Harper was staring at me as I put on my hose and shoes. Her chin on her paws, her eyes pleading. I felt annoyed. I wanted to sit down, take off my dress and shoes and climb into bed. I despised dating especially first dates. I took a final gulp of my glass of merlot. I’d agreed to meet Ogden down the road at the winery and I was going to meet him. I put on my denim jacket over my black dress as I glanced at the mirror. My red hair looked wild and my eyes, green like a leopard’s according to my dad, flashed back at me defiantly. I walked out into the cool clear night; the stars were shining like tiny diamonds on black bark. The roar of the ocean made me want to drive down to the beach and skip my date. The sand would feel so good between my toes, but Ogden had been asking me out for weeks. Even though I had enjoyed our phone conversations and text messages, I wanted to be done with him. I was certain he did not look like his pictures and even more convinced that he wasn’t employed. I felt that I needed to look him in the eyes and tell him that I didn’t feel we had enough in common. After all, if I didn’t, he’d ghost me after he realized I wasn’t going to jump into bed with him.
Cynthia KoesterPublished 3 years ago in HumansAn Immigrant's Journey Through the Pandemic
A lot of people recently have been incredibly surprised to learn that my lockdown-related stress has had to do with my visa situation, and indeed have been incredibly surprised to learn that my residential safety in the UK was not instantly sorted the moment I married my husband Stephen. The fact is that the visa conditions for non-EU residents have been terrible since Theresa May established the current requirements in July 2012, often described as gargantuan and found to break human rights by the UN a few years ago, their defining quality being that they were intended to create a hostile environment for anyone looking to immigrate into the UK. All of this has been properly reported as such, and I think a lot more people in the UK are blissfully ignorant of said actions delivered by their own government to immigrants (whilst others openly celebrate them and fully included them in their reason to vote Brexit, but more on that later).
Sandra Tena ColePublished 3 years ago in HumansTHAT CHEEKY GLASS OF MERLOT.
THAT CHEEKY GLASS OF MERLOT The elegant restaurant's aura made Vanessa feel right at home after that horrible lockdown the world went through.“Ahh” she thought. She walked straight into the sparkling restaurant and perched herself on one of the many stools surrounding the bar and ordered a large glass of champagne.(Moet & Chandon to be exact).There was a beautiful light song being played on the piano that she had heard before but couldn't put a name to it so it went straight to the back of her mind for that night.
Paris AllenPublished 3 years ago in HumansA Single Rose
Warm summer evening, subdued light, two crystal wine glasses sparkle in front of me in the light of candles, and barely audible Beethoven's "Sonata quasi una fantasia" can be heard from the speakers. I feel so comfortable and calm, but at the same time, there is some incomprehensible feeling in my soul.