February 2008
Hey There, Lonely Guy
Three years and three Fourth Steps later, an alcoholic gets the hang of love
My pattern was always the same. I'd ambush my intended quarry and ask for a date. Hot on the scent, I'd sprint through the preliminaries--a movie, dinner, a walk in the woods, a late-night phone call or two--then charge into the sack for some urgent relating. Three or four weeks of eternal love later, we'd argue about something I don't remember. Not too long after that, she'd start acting like I was in the way.
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