diamond rings and christmas things

on launching into forever

You ever run into someone - some stranger in a situation that seems so familiar to you that you not only know the look on their face but you know the story and all of the pent up feelings with that look.

It’s a kind of hysteria really.

This happened to me recently - on Christmas eve to be exact.

That was when I saw a young man with a look that I wore on my face some thirty years prior to meow.

He was vibrating.

Physically shaking.

I could see him from across the mall.

I could see him?

Everyone could see him.

Not only was google listening to every rumble from every phone but Lonny said that the vibrations screwed up his starlink gear.

Starlink?

Bah. Lonny’s too big for his pants. He makes another line of noise across the night sky but that’s got nothin’ on the glow coming from this dude.

His jackets open and there’s a bead of sweat just under his chin.

The lights of the store do not flatter him.

But this isn’t a thing about him.

I suspect that this is a thing about her.

And that he?

He’s well..

As I go…