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I’m having a bit of a moment over here. I’ve spent the last month going on dates with women and I am high on it. I’ve had cocktails in the novel sunshine of daylight saving time, beers in the shade, stacks of welsh rarebit on my lunch break, and pre-9am breakfast coffees. Call it networking, call it brain-picking, call it cooking up a big cauldron of condensed female energy; I’ve spent the last four weeks on a hunter-gatherer mission, and these women have been sharpening my spears.
i can’t explain how perfect this is.