There’s a lot of hustle and bustle going around.
…
A straight-haired brunette walks in, not even my favorite and still so beautiful.
She used to seem out of my league; now our ages are close to one another’s.
I pick her up, chest to chest, and rotate her around. We are both wearing overalls. We talk some more. I brush a strand of hair past her ear; she likes it.
I lean into her gentle buzzing kiss and dissolve into awakening.