I am in a car with a younger man. He is driving me around, showing me the sights. We drive by some man made waterfalls and then he says, "I am moving into a place right up there." From his window, he will be able to watch the waterfall. He puts his hand on my thigh and gives it a squeeze. He enthuses about my coming up for a visit, saying he'll order pizza and we'll have fun hanging out. He then stops at a traffic light, leans over and gives me a kiss, deep and intense. Not sloppy eager or delicate but rich with possibilities. I can feel myself getting excited already and the light changes, forcing us to stop and continue driving. He drops me off at a bookstore and I say to an old man standing nearby who is watching me shuffle books in the bargain bin, "I really need more than one man in my life." He looks at me with incredible sadness in his eyes as if I were somehow rejecting him.