Many men (and likely many women, too) feel something like the following after getting a divorce:
Either
"I'll never be good enough again."
OR
Either
"Nobody will ever be good enough again."
I was hanging out with my boyfriend Cagney (the Flower) and then I encountered the famous Boxer Don Flamenco, I had to to say hi!
He stuck around and started flirting with me in Spanish. I was really flattered and couldn’t stop blushing
Just playing around with her design. Her face has a habit of changing and I think it may have something to do with the different style - I don't translate it very well.
Kafka's version of Samsa, turning into an insect, hanging from the ceiling watching down. He did not mention a girl dancing, but this is what I found within the subconscious lines.