classic bf

labor day was gorgeous.

bright and crisp. the bf and i spent time reading on lawn chairs. guns, germs, and steel: the fates of human societies and stumbling on happiness, respectively. a little light reading on a bonus sunday.

the bf turned to me and said, "let's go for a motorcycle ride."

i said, "where would we go?"

the bf said, "we'll take a trip to heaven."

i said, "huh? southdale?"

yeah. my retail heaven.