The weather was much cooler today than it has been. It's already starting to feel like fall, even though we're about a month away. I sat outside after dinner and did some reading, but I'm not used to these chillier temperatures yet, and my toes were freezing in my flip-flops.
The other day, my coworkers were joking about getting me a boyfriend, and I was quick to discourage the idea. But, it would be nice. I'm nearly thirty and still single. I have not had anyone who made an impression on me in a while--I mean really made an impression, like made me think I could actually see a future with him--not since Movie Boy, and that was five or so years ago.
I feel a little sad, and I'm not sure if it's because I'm lonely or just nostalgic for the changing leaves.
