Evening Plans

The rain, relentless. The candle, vanilla. The coffee, rich and dark. The bacon, crispy and smokey.


Yeah, isn’t that romantic? Like outdoors, woodsman, mountain man, rugged and self-reliant.

-more like fat meat-eater-

Promises of time together for breakfast? You know, after a night of passion so-right-neither-of-us-wants-to-leave kind of passion.

-if it’s all about the sex, she won’t be impressed-

Chocolate then?

-now you’re implying she’s fat-

Wine? What about wine?

-you’re missing the point, which isn’t about you or sex-

This is more complicated than I ever imagined.