From Sleep Enchanted
I had a lovely time yesterday.
Darin and I screwed about with Clauss' head a bit and went to Uwajimaya and listened to Mozart and Donovan and played hangman for a couple hours and the question game from Seattle back into Yakima and I watched raindrops flying back over backseat windows listening to the Sound of Silence by Simon and
Garfunkel and tried to whisper dirty thigns to each other without him noticing, which he probably did. That's the best part.
And also, I decided I best marry a cellist. Preferably one with glasses and a nice jaw structure with pretty hands.
My feeling of inferiority has gone up ten-fold.
And I confuse myself...ah the glass barrier.
Yes I did feel rather content yesterday. I did I did I did.
I wanted to write almost everything I saw yesterday, the sky looked incredible.
Overcast beauty.
The end.
And Pablo Neruda. Whirlwind.
Darin and I screwed about with Clauss' head a bit and went to Uwajimaya and listened to Mozart and Donovan and played hangman for a couple hours and the question game from Seattle back into Yakima and I watched raindrops flying back over backseat windows listening to the Sound of Silence by Simon and
Garfunkel and tried to whisper dirty thigns to each other without him noticing, which he probably did. That's the best part.
And also, I decided I best marry a cellist. Preferably one with glasses and a nice jaw structure with pretty hands.
My feeling of inferiority has gone up ten-fold.
And I confuse myself...ah the glass barrier.
Yes I did feel rather content yesterday. I did I did I did.
I wanted to write almost everything I saw yesterday, the sky looked incredible.
Overcast beauty.
The end.
And Pablo Neruda. Whirlwind.