How many more lessons must I accept from the universe? Met another fascinating stranger and talked for an hour. Another straight man, again. Which in all fairness is totally fine! I’d be a hypocrite if I said it wasn’t okay. You love who you love. Heck, there’s nothing wrong with new friends. I love meeting new people. But just ONCE can the universe toss me a bone and let me meet that amazing, interesting person, and have them be gay (and single!)? Am I expecting too much?