story time in the magic living room.

So one time we were sharing stories in our living room. 

We had a guest, and they had shared a story (a story of the slightly incriminating sort)

....so the rest of us felt the need to share, and it turned into story time. 

When it came to my turn, my roommate immediately pointed out that I don't have any incriminating stories to tell....nope, not one.

Today I saw a quote that said:

"Dear Jane Austen, Mr. Darcy ruined everything"

But maybe that isn't it.
Maybe he saved everything. 

Saved girls from settling.

...because, you know, they often do. 

Saved me from having incriminating stories
and waiting for what love is and should be. 

Maybe I shouldn't share these sorts of things. 

After all... I'm not fully aware of who all is reading this. 

But I mean let's be real....

"What do kisses mean when given out like pretzels?"

-Spencer W. Kimball