Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Fleece

I fell in love for several reasons, a noteworthy one was a mutual fluency in Spanglish. Another was our impressive usage of puns.

I visited him in San Francisco the autumn we started dating, and it was cold. I hadn't brought a proper jacket, but along the pier there are loads of shops selling inexpensive fleece sweaters that have San Francisco logos on them.

"I think I'm going to get a fleece," I said.

"But I thought you already were happy."