Dec 20, 2009 14:28
I have lost my soul several times over to a girl. Fallen, allowed myself to fall, relished both the feeling of wanting and not having. Addicted to the cycle.
On Thursday I found some cocktail glasses I'd gotten for last Christmas and never unpacked. The notion occurred to me that it would be pretty cool to be able to make cocktails on a whim, so I stockpiled all the components of a margarita.
On Friday two girls showed up unexpectedly at my door. Margaritas, and I woke up in the morning between them.