Cinderella!" Dov cried. "Let down your hair!
Because I withered under the glare of an actual invitation, I was a firm believer in preventive prevarication--in other words, lying early in order to free myself later on.
People come to New York to be different, but I go to Starbucks to be the same.
All this hoping for nothing-or someone-that's maybe hopeless
Things change all the time, mostly in little ways.
Perhaps it's not that I'm frigid-- it's that once I decide I like a guy, I turn into a raging idiot, unfit for public appearances.