Vague memories

Over 20 years since I’ve been to the Buttercup in Vallejo. I think it was our first date; breakfast before going to the Renaissance Faire at Black Point. I remember the restaurant being brighter; or was that just because I was with you. I don’t remember what we talked about, but I imagine I was trying to act cool and collect around you. I remember walking under the trees of the fair, you being entranced by the faire and me being entranced with you.