For some reason this was on my mind today.
At least that’s how I took him to be at the time. And I’m not romanticizing here…at least I don’t think I am. And I’m not talking about “beautiful” as in “attractive.” I’m talking about beautiful in that deeper way you talk about beauty, if you get what I mean.
Maybe I’m not sure what I mean by that, but it’s the only way I can describe it.
We were in Denver at The Great Divide, a nice little brewery that spits out tasty pints. We were waiting to take a tour, but it turned out that there weren’t enough people for a tour that day. We had to just settle for the wares of the place, and I stood at the edge of the crowded bar for a long time before the tender, also enjoying a tasty pint, noticed me.
Drink in hand, the…
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