There are things in ones life that are meant to be kept private. Sacred. Tucked away in a silk-lined velvet box. A diamond in place of a pearl in a tiny mermaid-bra-looking clam shell found at the deepest depths of the sea. The place where man has yet to explore. Cheat codes, where the bodies are buried, the conversations and moments with friends and lovers that go into the vault and it goes without saying, but you say it anyway.
I want you to know that I know how to keep my mouth shut. There are things I don’t, won’t and would never reveal or write about. This is not one of them.
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We made a plan to meet for a walk in the park. Elysian park. I had left a little voice note on my Hinge profile saying, “A walk”, as an answer to the prompt, “what is the ideal first date?”
He had asked me if this was true, this wanting to go for a walk. I was glad he had paid attention and it was true, so I drove to the park to meet a man and his dog on a Thursday afternoon. I hadn’t given it much thought. …
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