Mr. J. What do I say? He was nice. He was polite. He was foreign - a former Communist. And that's about it. There were no sparks. No flirting. No fun conversation. It wasn't bad conversation. There was just none of that special something that made me excited for more.
I wore a cute but casual date outfit to coffee. We spent just over an hour together and then I had to go but I think he was ready to go too. Like end this on a good note.
Will there be a second date? Probably not. I just don't have the time. There are other letters to add to my list.
Oh one thing I have to note: As we were talking he often crossed his arms over his chest, which was fine because I could tell that he was satisfied and fine, but I think any body language expert would say it's definitely a closed-off body expression. It's just a weird thing you notice as you are pretending to listen ( I swear I listen - I can just multi-task).
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