Yesterday, Jesse told me to be ready by 6:15 and to wear something nice. He picked me up, having changed clothes at work. He complimented my hair, called me beautiful, then whisked me off to a French restaurant, and then a movie, and between the two stops we sat in the parked car in the lot beside the theater, waiting, letting the food we’d eaten far too much of settle, and it could have been ten years ago–just the two of us, sitting in the car, talking, flirting, and I thought, I hope it’s like this forever, just this, just the two of us in a parked car.
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I'm a twentysomething MFA grad enjoying life in a state of flux, dreaming of Paris and San Francisco while loving the warm summer evenings in North Carolina. I'm a little irreverent, a little mercurial, with an uncanny knack for putting my foot in my mouth.
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Precious moments. and no not the pastel children’s version. I get it. I was inspired recently to make more moments like these, it’s good to record them too, write them in place, so they stick.
Another great post on this, Michael Hyatt’s.. but it seems to have been removed, if I locate it, I’ll send it to you.