"I got it from a guy one Friday night."
"How did you get it?"
"He kissed me as he slipped it into my finger."
"How did that feel?"
"Hot and cold."
"So, what did you do?"
"I left him standing there and went home. I slept it off and woke up like nothing happened. I have never seen the Guy, or thought of answering his messages and calls."
"Why would you do that? Didn't you want the ring?"
"Did you love the guy?"
"Why did you kiss him then?"
"I kissed him, because he was the one."
"The One- as in what you women think is Mr. Right?"
"Then why did you leave him and ignore him all this time?"
"It felt right. It still does."How can one change the world if one identifies oneself with everybody?