I still to this day don’t know if this was a date or not, but I’ll throw it out there anyway…
Woke up at 7, went to breakfast, went on an 8-hour hike on the AT with this person, ate a packed lunch of turkey and homegrown vegetables and home-baked bread on Charlie’s Bunion that we both made ourselves, played in the snow that was still at the peak, hiked back down, went for sushi, then ice cream, then to her house to go shooting, then to a place for sangria, then finally to a park where we smoked clove cigarettes and sang “Home” by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes while swinging on the swings til well past 3 am.
…sigh…. every day with this girl is like that… If only she weren’t so ambiguous… :-/