She reminds me of sun. Always has. Just fucking ever present, unyielding, unapologetic, pefhaos toxic through too much exposure. Yeah, the Sun, he said again.squinting at the sky. Huh, okay she said . I didn’t know her that well, seen her around, you know, kinda same circle for a while. You Chuck right. Tall chuck? No skinny Charles. Tattoo Charles. Got it. YeAh, they used to do things together. Uh hub, things. What kind of things? Wouldn’t you like to know. I would. Fine, I will draw you a picture. Anyway, yeah, not well. I saw that day, in the morning. I ran into her literally almost ran over her. Or, I suppose more precisely she almost ran over me. Came out of Starbucks like a whirling fucking Scandinavian hurricane. spilt her her chai foam double decaf non fat fucking whatever all down the front of my shirt. For real? Yeah, for real. I couldn’t get it out. Contemplated going home but I was presenting to the partners so I popped into Rosens instead. Look at you, Rosens huh? Yeah, whatever, anyway they didn’t have my size, you cause of my thing. What neck thing? You know, my neck. WhT are you talking about. My neck it’s abnormally large. It is not! No, it is, I can’t buy shirts off the rack. How long have I known you? Why is this the first I’mhearing of this? I am sure I told you. I assure you, good sir that you have not.