I have a friend who is several decades younger than me. I've known her for a while and she's a very pretty and smart girl with a great laugh. Anyway, we had coffee and talked for a half hour or so and it went well. I couldn't help but notice the eye contact and the smile she had on her face when we were talking. However, the whole time I was thinking that it isn't possible that she would want this relationship to go to another level. Don't get me wrong this was a great boost for the old man sitting across from her and I don't have many close friends, however, I will be in assisted living about the time she hits her stride. Eventually, she said she had to go but as she was walking out the door she turned and asked when she'd see me again. Paralysis set in and I just looked at her with a limp smile. Later at home I thought about her and life. This was another dream that was going to end bad - I can't do this. I can't turn back the clock. Let it go - god being the hero hurts. I wish this was a novel.