At my office, after settling down and focusing, my mind started processing: who was that guy? I didn’t notice anything about him except of his beautiful deep brown eyes, his sharp little nose, his perfectly messy blond hair and his muscles. They were huge enough to distract me from noticing anything else! I was going on a date with a man that his name I didn’t even know. Talk about messy situations! I wasn’t thinking straight, was I? Oh well, nothing to do now! It’s either I show up tonight or I bail on him. Should I just skip and forget this weird accident? No, he is too cute to forget! And besides my sister thinks that I should have some adventures in my life! What does she know about my life? I don’t have time for adventures! I don’t even have time to breathe!

My mind was doing it again; I was thinking too fast I felt dizzy. My brain likes to imitate rolacosters and sometimes thinking proves to be an incredibly hard mission. I don’t need headaches right now I have a lot to worry about. This date will have to wait.

I checked my watch for the first time after a long meeting with my cranky boss and other fellow reporters who seemed to be either really bored or really nervous. The meeting took forever and Melinda -my boss- kept nagging about our “old” ideas and insufficient effort that I couldn’t wait to get out of there!

Checking my watch, it was already 5; 30 and I had to go home and get ready for my date with the handsome stra