May 20, 2024

The sun felt like a warm blanket as we lay in the grass.  My guitar in hand and guitar case for a pillow, blue filling every corner of my vision, the world was in high-def.

She turned to me and said, “This feels like a movie poster.”

“It does,” I replied.

“What would our movie be about?”

A pause, then, “About two wandering souls finding solace in each other.”

“I like that.”

We fell silent as our thoughts lulled us to sleep.  Nothing else needed to be said.

I awoke and lay captivated as I watched her nap.

In that second, I thought to myself, “Shit, we should have put sunscreen on.”

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