Monday, August 6, 2018

The ecstasy of a thrown kiss.


When out shopping yesterday, Cristina threw me a kiss. From 100 yards away. That’s all it takes. To make my day. Yes. Yes. I find significance. In a thrown kiss. One of the nicest kisses I’ve ever received. So much more. That I don’t write about. Because I am busy. Savoring life. In little unexpected and mostly private ways. --Jim Broede

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