First person detached

Corvallis OR

Description

What a strange trip to the store! I wish I could go back but the moment is gone. On the way in, I found five cigars which led to thoughts of carnivals, babies, and how hot it is when a woman smokes a cigar. Then, amidst the confusion surrounding cilantro and jalepenos, there you were with more bananas than I'd ever seen in a person's cart. Gorgeous. I mean, you are... I didn't know what to say. Symbolism overload. But thank you for the eye contact. Upon returning home, I realize I could have offered you a cigar. And somewhere along the way I lost a lime.