My Shangri La in General

Four days in a row with at least three hours on the phone. Tonight was almost four.

We’ve been through the X-files. The same strange juxtapositions that always seem to happen when you are getting to know someone.

She was briefly a radio personality. My uncle is still a radio personality. She was a lifeguard. I was a lifeguard. She flew as aircrew with the Coast Guard. I was a Navy Aviator.

I did my time as a single father. She is still a single mother.

Heh. Get this: She was a model for Ocean Pacific back in the 80s.

The only problem I see here is I have (had?) a rule about not getting serious again with anyone I meet online. I am so gun shy now that I don’t trust my instincts.

I know if I am attracted to someone within a second of meeting them face to face. I love everyone I have ever met on the phone.

We have talked about great loves and passing acquaintances and whether there can ever be “the one.”

She leaned in a few times and asked if I would ever marry again. And asked what would happen if it turned out I really liked her. I didn’t have good answers.

Something about crossing bridges when you get to them. I’m usually pretty quick on my verbal feet but sometimes I fall flat.

This is all the time we’ve got, right here and right now.

We’ve planned a late breakfast or early lunch for next week - after this next snow mess rolls through.

It will be very interesting to see if there is any chemistry.