When I date, I date a lot. I give most people a chance but let very few into my heart. Think of it like trying on clothes before you buy them. It takes out the guesswork. Why commit before you’re ready? And ideally you end up having to make fewer returns. Of course there are those awkward moments when you’re standing in unfamiliar light in front of a questionably shaped mirror squinting at your torso and thinking to yourself “Do I have a bra somewhere that’ll make this thing work? Could I get one?
Page  Turner, Poly Land: My Brutally Honest Adventures in Polyamory
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