It snowed on my jacket over lunch.I went to Starbucks, got the Globe and read many things. There was a Porter Pilot speaking about some Porter stuff to his mates. I read a few obituaries and had a slice of lemon poppy loaf. It was very windy and cold as I walked back to the office. Then the snow started coming sideways and very light. It landed on my jacket.
Today, I lost all hope of finding a man. I’m gonna be 34 and I can’t get a
date to save my life. I was cursed with a facial deformity and 285lbs of
weight,...