When you get entangled in your memories, sooner or later you arrive at your great loves. That’s what happened to me. I recently wrote about the first one, the real one, the breakthrough that showed me how wonderful it is to belong to someone. Which made me realize what a… Read More
I’ve said before that my first real girlfriend wasn’t the “girl next door,” but the most beautiful, most popular girl at school—the one who always stood in the middle in photos because everyone looked at her, whether they wanted to or not.What I haven’t written about is that I had… Read More