I was chatting with a friend earlier this afternoon when we broached the subject of conversations with men of note (special someones) and ending it, in particular. She said something that alarmed created an impression on me and wish to discuss it further. It was something along the lines of, “it must be love when you’ve been saying goodbye for the last 30 minutes.” Ack. Love?!? REALLY? Gawd.

There may be dozens of reasons as to why a conversation continues even ...