August 11, 1999


I think I handled myself well given the circumstances. For a while I felt like Little Miss Universe just by the one look. That one smile. Physical attraction doesn’t even exist, or none that I’m aware of anyway. What is it? Maybe just the excitement, or the idea, or the chase? I thought I wasn’t that kind of a person but tonight you have me stumped for this is out of character for yours truly.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist