Dinner With Myself

I work a 9-6 job, and sometimes I just don't have the time to reflect. Tonight, though, I set some time aside to sit quietly at home with myself to have a nice, homecooked meal. I found that I was quite easy to talk to, quick witted, and dashingly handsome. The conversation flowed so beautifully, that it was a shame when I finally had to leave. The only awkward point came right before I left. A hug? A kiss, perhaps? The moment came and went, so, naturally, I reverted back to what is most comfortable -- a fist pound and a simple "later, bro." Overall I was a gentleman, and I would love to see myself again soon. What a pleasant night.