Bounce Back..
It wasn't until I was 26 that I found myself single. Seven years behind bars had left me a little out of practice--well without any real practice. I had to re-learn how to talk to men, study the most recent rules of dating, and flex my dating muscles (so to speak). I went to bars with friends to pass the time away and fend off pangs of loneliness. One night, sitting at the Triple L, in walks #42. He was dirty and layered in heavy clothes with rough hands. Construction, not bad. He smiled at me--perfect white teeth. Even better. We talked and exchanged numbers quickly. We talked some more--we had a lot in common. He was recently single as well. He was cute, a little too short, but a big buy nonetheless. I figured my first time back in the game, I didn't need to be picky about whose team I was on. Rebounds in the dating game are temporary, ,but still a necessary game winning statistic. Paus...