We’re already halfway into January, and I don’t even have a date lined up. Last year was a complete disaster. I’m never using dating apps again. The losers on there are not only creeps, but some of them are con artists.

Losing my job to AI was a tough pill to swallow. Working remotely and earning a good income for the last seven years made me a homebody, leaving me friendless and single. At least, the money provided me with financial security.

My smile faded, despite my best efforts to coax happiness. The clock struck twelve, signalling the start of a new year. I held onto the railing, admiring the fireworks shooting above the skyscrapers. Although in the distance

Kimberly’s vehement expression about evidence incriminating Giovanni made me believe it was about more than an affair with a model. I considered asking her not to reveal the information to me because I didn’t want to be tempted to use it.

Navigating through the fashion world made me feel like I babysat ten toddlers, each crawling in their own direction. In the fitting room, I had to console the models, assuring them that they didn’t look bloated in their runway dresses.

They caught me red-handed. How could I explain to Lisa’s mother about being with Grace after she told me not to waste her daughter’s time? Surely she would not approve of seeing me with a woman other than her daughter?

The worst day of the week was Friday night. Several beautiful women walked past me on my way to work, and my desire to approach them surrendered to my anxiety. The excuses I concocted not to talk to them would baffle a madman.

I stood at her door. She opened it, smiled and gestured to step inside. I stood in her lounge, eager to get down to business. Her warm apartment was a stark contrast to the breeze I felt in my car, with an open window to clear my foggy windshield

Snowflakes trickled down in between the naked branches and onto my yellow grass. Oh, great. Just what I need—more deprivation from the sun and being cooped up in the house for the next few months. The summer flew by quickly. I had a ton of work to complete, keeping me from the outdoors.

Rain trickled down on my lilies and smudged the concrete that I had pressure-washed a week ago. Today was the fifth day in a row that I was cooped up in the house because of unfavourable weather. Working from home was wonderful