I was on the bus this morning, running off of six hours of sleep as usual, when I realized I was wanting to make googly eyes at this cute guy in aviator sunglasses.
Then I thought "Elise, it's too early to flirt." But then it occurred to me, we never really turn the flirting off. Morning, noon and night, even in our dreams, we are constantly interacting with those guys in aviator glasses, or at least wishing we were.
We never turn it off. And maybe that's what gets us through the day, a healthy dose of sultry gazes and flashy grins. Too bad we rarely ever approach, but just flirt from afar.
So boy in aviator sunglasses, I will continue to gaze at you from my seat four rows back no matter how early the bus ride. As for the guy that just sat next to me wearing two too many bottle of cologne, it's just too damn early.
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