Up all night
Saturday - Up on night on my front porch, feeling the breeze, drinking cheap sangria, smoking too many cigarettes, talking an old friend through what to do with a bad marriage. Finding myself attracted to him at the same time doesn't make me a bad friend does it?
Sunday - Upstairs in the tiny office, eyes blurry, loading my new ipod touch with more than a thousand songs...one by one...
I wish I didn't have to sleep at all. I love the silence of the late night hours, the way the house looks, the way the air smells, the giddy feeling of exhaustion. I need a late-late-late night buddy to chat with
Sunday - Upstairs in the tiny office, eyes blurry, loading my new ipod touch with more than a thousand songs...one by one...
I wish I didn't have to sleep at all. I love the silence of the late night hours, the way the house looks, the way the air smells, the giddy feeling of exhaustion. I need a late-late-late night buddy to chat with