nostalgia
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It’s been a little while since I’ve been kissed. It’s been longer since I’ve been kissed well. My first kiss was at summer camp when I was 12. A boy named Mark told me he liked me and kissed me on the lips at the mid-week dance. I was thrilled and enthralled by Mark, and…
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I was driving for a couple of hours recently and a song came on my shuffle: “Delicate” by Damien Rice. It’s a slow, sweet song about how tender – delicate – a new relationship can be, how the two people take things slowly and quietly. There’s a question in the chorus about what it all might…
