Friday, October 15, 2010

a tender history

I didn't want to go out
but you can't ditch a friend on their 29th birthday

Driving over the bridge at night is still magical
champagne buzz
it makes me remember to love this place; maybe the train wasn't running for just that reason

late night half-drunken meal concoctions
tulsi tea for breakfast
warm laundry

Even after all these months I still sleep on "my" side of the bed
but I think I'm getting used to sleeping alone.

No comments:

Post a Comment