Outside the Box

I stepped outside my box last night, and although my comfort zone was telling me to turn around, I didn’t. I kept driving until I reached my destination.

And you know what? I lived to tell about it.

When it comes to meeting new people, I’m not great at it. I’m not a real social person, so I tend to stay in the background and just listen. (Perhaps this is why I dislike people so much. They just talk to hear themselves talk.)

I went up there to meet someone. For now, we’ll call him Tattoo. Appropriately named because he has about a million of them. All. Over.   :-/  (this is where my stepping outside the box came in.)

He fired up the grill not long after I got there, so bbq chicken was for dinner. Yuuuuuummmmy.

He’s got two cute little kids. So adorable. We played, told stories, and laughed. Was fun.

So far, my only complaint….

…this hangs in his living room.