Emerging from Safeway…

Emerging from Safeway on a Saturday night cradling 20-pound box of scoopable kitty litter, 9 Heath bars and a take-and-bake pizza, I realized I was the most Single Woman on Earth. Of course, the guy in line behind me was the Most Single Man on Earth, with his 3 frozen pizzas, loaf of white bread, and frozen hash browns.

If life was a romantic comedy, I would have dropped my keys on the way out, he would have picked them up for me, and we’d be window shopping in North Beach together — eyes awkwardly averted from the strip clubs on Broadway, and me thinking he would Pass the Test  if he wouldn’t let us walk past City Lights Books without going in.





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