Tag: PS

Oh PS, I wish you were here. A couple years back, we both enjoyed a wonderful piece of theatre. Just last night, I was at another wonderful piece of theatre, with nobody to share it with. I saw another friend and plus one seeing the same show; they looked so happy. Oh PS, I wish…

PS. Oh wow. There’s a lot about PS I can talk about. I’ve known her for quite a while. And I’d like to think we’re great friends, but it’s SO HARD to read what she is thinking! Maybe that air of mystery is what is so attractive to me.