the pink panther as a possible omen for what was to come? or was the omen actually a mean-looking skull? what is she talking about?, you might ask. well, dear friend, i am talking about falling in love. which was something that happened to me in august last year ( which now feels like a lifetime ago again... ). remember, in one of my former posts ( i think the frankfurt one a few weeks ago - which actually matches this one in terms of content ), how i randomly hinted that a dude messaged me and asked for a meet-up? and how i was super anxious about the whole prospect, because: stranger ( albeit not entirely, as we had talked quite a bit for a while prior to our meeting ) and me = super shy? in the end, i did take the leap and said yes and agreed to a meeting, telling myself it was a friendly encounter and not interpreting something ulterior into it - like taking photos together, talking more in real life, enjoying our surroundings. a simple getting acquainted. nothing t...
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