The whole world's a stage

Dating. It's a dance, a game, a ritual, of course, but everyone has a slightly different version of the script. Sometimes you meet people who share your script, and things go flowingly, for a while, until the script runs out and you're out there, with each other, unscripted. Then you sink or fly. But until then you go on together. In the past week I've met a man whose script meshes well with mine, so much so that I've been walking around smiling and, I'm told, glowing. We're still on script. I'll wait and see what happens in the next few weeks. Until then, I'm sitting here smiling.