Bipolar one disorder. I did not flinch. Warm and genuine, I liked him right away.
Open mike night. He played guitar. Part of the regular crowd. I had seen him many times, always with a smile.
Beer was good and we talked over the music. It was only our second meeting, yet the conversation flowed with ease. Relaxed and natural.
Been a lawyer he had. But not the "good kind" and he gave me a sly smirk. Charming and smart. I read him a peom that I wrote. He said that he liked it.
Yes, A lovely evening with a lovely person. I am glad that we finally met and I am happy to have made a new friend.