It’s official. I’m going on a date after a year or so and I am excited and nervous and just a ball of emotion all at once.
The thing is I don’t really go on dates. I don’t seek it out and the last person I dated, I didn’t even know we were going on dates until we were in a relationship. This time around we both said we were going on a date and we are going to go get burgers for dinner and a walk afterwards.
I think I find myself giggling when I think that maybe I have a thing for burgers and guys who like burgers hence why it makes me smile.
Anyway, wish me luck!
Sincerely,
A.
Allison Lagarde 