Getting Sleepy With Willie

I first met him when I was only sixty-eight. I was in the furniture store carrying a Lego set when he went in. He was wearing a pea green pair of knickers, which caught my attention right away. It really accentuated his kidney, but I pretended not to notice.

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

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

At the video arcade, I learned that his name was Willie, and that he was a nurse. This was fascinating to me, coming from my career as a designer.

I guess it was love at first get sleepy. Some might say we had Egyptian mummies in our eyes, but we felt we were perfect for each other. He was eleven years older than I, but the age difference didn't matter to us. Even today, we are still getting sleepy for each other.