The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

The other day a friend was lamenting that instead of his usual solitary work environment, he was soon to be sharing an office with a coworker. “I’d like to be able to fart in peace without having to look over my shoulder,” he groused. That made me laugh. And it also got me thinking. Why …

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Recently I spent time in the presence of someone whom I can’t even look at without getting butterflies in my stomach. He makes me blush. I feel like I’m in junior high school. And he knows I have a crush on him, because I told him. He gives me mixed signals. Sometimes he flirts, sometimes …

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