we used to spend all our time in this roombaby gift for a co-workerthey might be giants dance partywith frequent stops for peanut butter bitesdamn hell haven’t worn a pony tail in a while bathroomthis project will be finished on my death bedhis structures always look like abstract sculpture to meis there life on mars?social anxiety on my way to a party where i am only acquainted with a handful of people. and who do i run into almost immediately? my dentist. so weird. we had funi love party meatballswe shared cakemy handsome dateone of the rare occasions where i could look in the mirror and say, ‘damn, girl!’ but it still felt like we crashed some random middle aged party with a cover band and miller lite.there may have been shenanigans perhapsi found my retirement homeand my summer cari’ll just take all the muscle cars, thanksdo they even make hood ornaments anymore?this is probably what i’ll look like when i’m haunting youalternative retirement home. probably not really a contender. that’s where i’ll knit and drink tea in the middle of nowhere. alone. in the blessed quiet of northern lower michigan. or something. then we went to dinner (just like a real date) at this newish place. i said “the inside of this place is nothing at all like i pictured. i feel like they just plopped some tables down in the middle of a bowling alley pro shop.” and he said “well. it used to be a golf pro shop, so … yeah. i don’t think they even changed the carpet.” and then i laughed because i am hilarious and also almost always right. but we had a really good day, so it didn’t matter. they had good burgers, anyway.
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