coming along.
10.25.2011
10.24.2011
first kiss.
on the side of a neighbors house, on a humid august afternoon.
on the edge of a dock, in front of the headlights of your borrowed parent's car.
on the couch, in the living room that you share with 6 co-ed genius drunkards.
on the bench of a piano, in a locked concert hall after a performance of Rachmaninov.
on a ladder while installing potato artwork in a haunted carriage house.
in the bar next door to the bitter end, after a night of drinking with your friend ben.
on the sweaty dance floor after the clock struck twelve on a frozen new years eve.
but,
most importantly,
on a crack head bench in union square after a grey dog and rain shower and
love.
forever.
on the edge of a dock, in front of the headlights of your borrowed parent's car.
on the couch, in the living room that you share with 6 co-ed genius drunkards.
on the bench of a piano, in a locked concert hall after a performance of Rachmaninov.
on a ladder while installing potato artwork in a haunted carriage house.
in the bar next door to the bitter end, after a night of drinking with your friend ben.
on the sweaty dance floor after the clock struck twelve on a frozen new years eve.
but,
most importantly,
on a crack head bench in union square after a grey dog and rain shower and
love.
forever.
10.21.2011
10.19.2011
10.18.2011
10.17.2011
one day, i will know this.
I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stumped by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say, “Hi.” They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word”
― Augusten Burroughs
― Augusten Burroughs
10.14.2011
10.03.2011
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