“I’m going to become a nun,” I announce to no one in particular between Sprite sips.
“You’re Catholic, I suppose you could,” Lisa says, with a mouth half full of pizza.
“Why do socially distant guys look extra attractive?” I ask dazedly.
I reach my hand out slowly - towards a sweaty, chiseled, guy entering the pizza place, who looks like he’s just coming from the gym - like someone lost in the desert reaches for a mirage of water.
“No!” Lisa says, protectively lowering my arm “you’ll just have to put him back.”
I sigh. “I want to do something interesting or shameless.” I say.
“Don’t we ALL.” Lisa agrees, knowing all we have ahead is 4 hours of reading.
Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 8:40 AM UTC
“I’m going to become a nun,” I announce to no one in particular between Sprite sips.
“You’re Catholic, I suppose you could,” Lisa says, with a mouth half full of pizza.
“Why do socially distant guys look extra attractive?” I ask dazedly.
I reach my hand out slowly - towards a sweaty, chiseled, guy entering the pizza place, who looks like he’s just coming from the gym - like someone lost in the desert reaches for a mirage of water.
“No!” Lisa says, protectively lowering my arm “you’ll just have to put him back.”
I sigh. “I want to do something interesting or shameless.” I say.
“Don’t we ALL.” Lisa agrees, knowing all we have ahead is 4 hours of reading.
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