Confessions of an ugly duckling

I have now gone from having 1 date in 4 years to 2 dates in one night.

And true to Vancouver-form they were with a Fijian-Canadian and a Russian, both of whom approached me insta-smitten and want to take me out again next week.

And there’s a Brit that I liked who apparently asked about me.

And the Brazilian guys who kissed me the other night.

Who am I?
What is this?
Is this really happening?

Nothing about me has changed and somehow everything about me has changed…?

If anyone understands anything about anything, please let me know.

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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