14 August 2013

Yeah, it's like that...

So today on my way home from work I happened to see a redhead in a convertible Firebird.

If you have ever ridden in a convertible...or on a motorcycle with a windscreen either, for that matter...you know the wind comes up from behind you. The wind had blown her hair forward all the way around her head, so she must have really been having some fun in that 'bird. But I digress.

I saw her as she pulled up to the stoplight. When she got the car stopped she pulled the hair back from her face, laughing all the time, and wrapped it up in a knot at the back of her head. As she did so the first chords of this song came over the speakers in the Baja.

An eternity, caught in that one instant.

I couldn't help but think that some lucky bastard gets to come home to her tonight, and he'd better have the sense to appreciate it. If he is a smart man he spends every waking moment making her smile.

I envy that man.


Anonymous said...

You, me, redheads and Robert Heinlein.
Something cosmic about 'them'. (redheads)


Larry said...

Isn't there just...