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The update is we went to bingo last night and he did not show up. And I didn't get his number. I wrote my number down on a coaster because he doesn't bring his phone out with him. I did not think to get his number at the time. And it's okay that he didn't show up. I am trusting the unfolding. I'm trusting that I'm supposed to be where I'm supposed to be, when I'm supposed to be there. And the people that are meant to be folding in and unfolding out of my life. I'm trusting that the butterfly effect is one that I really appreciate because there are so many things in my life that have happened that other like very specific events needed to take place right then at that exact time for me to then pivot, turn, fall into a place of meeting the right people that I was supposed to meet. And so no harm, no foul. And if I am meant to have that, um, grey-haired guy in my life, he will come back. Somehow, some way. Plus my neighborhood's pretty small. Bowers is pretty small neighborhood, so I might see him around. But it's not, um, I didn't need him to have a good night because he made it fun.