Nodding Off With Nicolas

I first met him when I was only twenty-one. I was in the pet shop carrying a flowerpot when he lumbered in. He was wearing a brown pair of glasses, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his hair, but I pretended not to notice.

I was about to set the flowerpot down when he slipped beside me. I guess he startled me, and I clumsily dropped the flowerpot right by his feet. We both bent over to pick it up. It was one of those awkward moments, and we both began to nod off.

After stumbling apologies, he asked me to go to the laboratory for a shot of whiskey. I accepted, and our relationship took off from there. We didn't even know each other's names yet.

At the laboratory, I learned that his name was Nicolas, and that he was a wallpaper hanger. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a philosopher.

I guess it was love at first nod off. Some might say we had rulers in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was five years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still nodding off for each other.