Sometimes Your Gut Is Wrong
Nothing in life is perfect, including your gut. Sometimes, your gut gets it wrong.
Nothing in life is perfect, including your gut. Sometimes, your gut gets it wrong.
Drinks: sometimes I have two glasses of red wine for dinner. Not with… but for dinner.
I live in this strange paradox where I complain about how lackluster and hopeless the dating scene in NYC is, but then the moment I meet someone with potential, someone who could be a “something,” I bolt like a bat out of hell.
We’ve all heard the phrase “don’t hate the player, hate the game.” What happens, though, when you don’t even know how to play the game?