'the adventures of a thirty-ish university graduate' or, alternately and perhaps much more aptly: 'as mad as a barking fox'

Sunday, January 21, 2007

he wonders aloud why feelings so strong make the body so weak

because it's sunday, i feel like staying in.

fancy coming over? it'll be later, and all i have to offer is tea and a cold house. you'll laugh as i slowly add more blankets to the couch to keep my legs warm. of course, i'll stubbornly refuse to put on my pants, maintaining that shorts are better. the lit candles will flicker off the surface of my trunk, creating lines of light and dark like watercolour paint across a page. in the background will be new music i'm desperate to share, desparate to keep close. as time passes and the clock finally signals your time for departure, i'll lend you an extra scarf despite your objections- and when you keep it in the following weeks i'll try to keep my smile soft.

long after you've left the cold air will bite downstairs. i'll have long since returned to my bed, curled up with a novel and more tea, more than content.


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