this is the way that we love- like it's forever

four flights. stacks of blankets. scrapers. spanish cursing. pizza. hockey. long rambling talks with an amazing number of people. dirty socks. underpants in the oddest places. cleaning up after cleaners. spitfire sneezes. glebe mania. noon-time nap on first lanark. mystery bruises. mystery cuts. live on live. chanting. wilco. breakfast smoothies every damned day. the smock i mock but secretly love. treasure hunting in my pockets. stolen soap. grade eight children. the smell of lilacs.

yeah, yeah that might about do it.