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The future wife will be the flyest and happiest and that is all that matters
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I woke to the soft light of morning,
slipped into the car, the leather cool beneath my fingertips.
The windows rolled down, and Marvin Gaye’s voice wrapped around me,
a sweet serenade as the city unfolded beneath the rise of the sun.
The bridge stretched wide before me,
its arches like a quiet promise,
downtown shimmering in the distance,
bathed in the glow of a day just beginning.
I pulled into Juice Land,
the scent of fresh fruit and ginger mingling in the air,
a familiar warmth in every sip of my usual—
a small, perfect ritual, like a secret just for me.
The day took shape with a conversation,
Nasa’s voice deep and steady,
our words flowing like something more than just talk,
like an exchange that had been waiting to happen.
Time seemed to stretch as we shared thoughts,
life, the world, the small and the vast,
as if the conversation itself was a gift,
a quiet understanding between two souls.
Later, in the barbershop,
the hum of clippers, the scent of aftershave,
a different kind of conversation—
easy, familiar, but no less significant.
The way the world feels grounded in places like this,
where life moves slower, but with purpose.
And then I stumbled upon it—
a plush purple cardigan,
so soft, it felt like a memory,
like something I’d seen in a dream.
Its color deep and rich,
like the twilight sky,
a shade that Marni might dream of,
but never quite capture.
The day wrapped itself around me,
not in a rush,
but in a slow, golden glow.
The moments felt full, like the world had paused just for a second,
a reminder that beauty is found in the quiet,
the simple,
the unexpected.
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