Ten.Two Thousand & Nine
I better polish my boots.
It takes me five minutes to find the start button on this car. I spend another five minutes trying to figure out how to change the radio station. When you buy one of these things, I bet they have someone do a tutorial with you.
I am trying to be less nervous than I am.
Wait. What are we tasting
But really, this is one of the best views in the valley.
Almost made it through the whole thing without giving it away.
I am pulling into the lot of the baseball field as she’s pulling out. She asks me how my day was. I shake my head. She offers wine and cheese and bread in the outfield. I give her a thumbs up.
It’s hot.
The three of us sit on the tops of the picnic tables drinking Lorenza from plastic cups and eating olives and salami and strawberries and rye crackers that we all agree are best with the cheese.
“For the next year, unrushed pleasure is paramount for you. Savor the way the sun warms your face. Take your morning tea or coffee with a newspaper rather than your work inbox. Pick yourself roses.”
