Thinking about you. Missing you. Wanting you.  Wishing that I'll be lucky to chat with you again someday.  Hope life is treating you well. Some days aren't the same without your presence. Some days I still wish you existed. The woman of my dreams.  I've been missing you.  

The hot sun, burning on the sand. My feet are burning too. The ocean, clear blue as the waves glistens in the air. In the water I see her. This girl who I've shared many stories with about my escapades. She shared some with me. But we, the two of us, haven't had any of our own. "Would we?" I wonder to myself. We've talked about doing things before, but I just think it's all talk. I watch her this girl as she swims in the...

Chapter 2: Let the Fun Begin About an hour later, Rocsi comes back with her friends. They all stand at the door looking dumbfounded at the scene that stands before them. Ten of my best guy friends smiled and raised their glasses to the new guests at my party. The 20 female friends that I just happened to know also waved and giggled as they got back to their conversations. I’m glad that they all listened to me when I said...

It was a warm Saturday night in the middle of August. I own a restaurant at the base of an apartment building in NoHo, also known as North Houston Street. Well it’s only smart because I live upstairs on the 22nd floor of this building. It is a nice little loft/condo: on the first floor there is a living room, balcony, kitchen, and a bar; upstairs (yes, I said upstairs) there are three bathrooms and three bedrooms, two are...