October 1, 2020 at 7:10 am #389159
My wife had put me into a cute summer dress, my hair in pig-tails and ribbons, strappy sandals, and Barbie pink nail polish before sending me off to work. Getting ready took a bit longer than usual so I stopped for a coffee and donut breakfast at the local 7/11. I was followed into the store by some roughly dressed construction guys with whistles and a cheerful “Good morning Princess!” (note: I am decades past being able to pass). I turned and smiled at them with a “Good morning boys, what a beautiful day to be out and alive.” We wished each other a joyful day as they held the door for me. We chatted in the checkout line and then each went about our daily tasks.
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