This is what I love about life. It's unpredictable and eventually it all comes back around.
Spur of the moment I IM an old fling from New York who I happened to meet a wedding I went to spur of the moment in Portland. I ended up spending a rocky weekend (or as he would call it, "a long second date") with him in New York. Today during our IM he tells me the bride now lives just down the street from him in Brooklyn. And the she is now divorced. And despite their union ending, I am still talking to my acquaintance, whirl wind, weekend love affair almost 4 years later.
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