Those days I eagerly waited for my phone to ring, or listen for the ding of my computer indicating another e-mail had arrived.
This was all new to me. This new life they call the single life. To me, I was divorced, not single. And at 58, I found that I had a lot of catching up to do. I was a 1968 teenager stuck in a 2008 world. And what a changed world it was!
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