Boys

I've still got some mojo, though as always, I can hook them but I can't seem to reel them in. 

Met a boy at a Neko Case concert. We hit it off, exchanged information, I wrote him two days later . . .no word.

Met another boy on the train the other day. from what I gather, some sort of professional acquiring a taste for the boho life - ironic, as I head in the opposite direction. To exchange digits, he texted me, a first. I feel like I've been formally inaugurated into the twenty-first century, a former early adopter now lagging behind the pack.