Memories of an Invisible Crush

The other day I was walking from my car to a place that sells vegan burgers that are delicious and also somehow disgusting. I can’t explain it. All I know is that whenever I come home from a work trip to another city, all I can think about is ordering food from there, the fake cheese dripping off each sandwich, the overly sweet grilled onion sauce staining my fingers…

I had already ordered so there was no turning back. I parked my car and walked down the block that was at once familiar and forgotten. It had been two weeks since I was home, and then it was only for a week…