i am daylights

a highly inflamed sense of event

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

i danced you across the wooden floor and you signed the lease

a dearth of words can only means good things: old friends, new faces, things to do, bar hopping, yummy french food, making split pea soup, afternoon in the park, coincidences, big surprises, brunch, making plans, staying up late, &tc.; the first days i've been really glad to be here. and the same continues throughout the week, and then 6s and sunny starting on the weekend and going on and on..

[ohyeah and then there was that nor'easter: equal parts tempestuous and angelic; one whole part persistent; brought cold wet feet and may have hit sick at my throat; unknown quantity of parts metaphoric.]

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