As I passed the Starbucks on the corner of Congress and High Street this morning, I looked over to my right. He was looking at me, waiting for me to look to him. It was in that moment that I remembered what it was like to be comfortably in love. No, I didn’t fall in love with the only Club Monaco model look-alike in Boston, but we had a moment, okay?! Literally, it was one second at the most. I actually had to turn around in the middle of the crosswalk to look at him again… I could recall in just that moment what it used to feel like....
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