Today I met an extremely handsome man at work.  He's--literally--tall, dark and handsome.  He was African-American descent, around six feet and built like a muscle man without steroids.  He knew my name (I'm relatively new at work) but I didn't know his so I thought I'd ask.  After all, I couldn't keep referring to him as "that hot guy" forever.  When he introduced himself and shook my hand, I may or may not have pictured us having wild rabbit in an open field of daisies.

And I may or may not have zoned out for the rest of the day while a o played inside of my head featuring the two of us and some y aprons.

Forgive me for I have ersed.

PS: I can't help but be enormously relieved that I still find real men attractive.  And by real I mean non-unicorn-like KPOP men that I'll never meet or touch ertedly.  As I'd said to a reader... KPOP biases are like unicorns.  You know they exist but you'll never have one and the real horses around you start looking real dull and mangled.  Fortunately, I found a horse today that I'd still like to ride.  Literally.