this morning #1857.

this morning, my secret sources had learned that he was now staying in a suite at a hotel downtown so i woke up early. freshened up & threw on the outfit i’d picked out last night. selected an assortment of fresh flowers from my garden. arranged them in a tasteful bouquet & wrapped them up in newspaper. took the brownies out of the fridge. checked myself out in the mirror one more time. decided i could use more lipstick. just a little bit more. just right. gathered up my gifts & headed out to the car. drove downtown, smiling wide the entire time. when i arrived, i found a perfectly shaded spot on a bench outside the hotel. waited for him to emerge. full of anticipation. couldn’t believe that i was finally going to meet him.