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Tomorrow we will have been together for a year. We live in an apartment on the river where the lace curtains blow almost horizontal in the wind, rubbing against one another like lovers.
There seems to always be wind blowing, the kind you can hear. Canvases hover slightly and thump against the wooden walls. The plastic ends of the blind cords lift and tap quietly, over and over.
Wind chimes! There's even wind chimes.
We're growing basil on the porch.
We bought two fish named Ebb and Flow. Ebb passed away, but Flow remains. I've never loved a goldfish quite as much as I love Flow. She blows me kisses.
We wake, drink coffee, smoke cigarettes, eat breakfast, wash dishes, then either I or him or both of us go to work...
On rare days neither of us work.
We talk about going to the beach, or going to a museum, but we end up talking, and talking, playing music, kicking each others ass in Magic and rolling around loafing, lulling in love. The intensity has only grown, but we share the same excitement to be in the presence of one another as we felt in the beginning.
I'm so happy.
Blah blah bleh bleh blarg. I can't help it. I know I sound silly.
This is my life.
This is my life?
Yes.
There seems to always be wind blowing, the kind you can hear. Canvases hover slightly and thump against the wooden walls. The plastic ends of the blind cords lift and tap quietly, over and over.
Wind chimes! There's even wind chimes.
We're growing basil on the porch.
We bought two fish named Ebb and Flow. Ebb passed away, but Flow remains. I've never loved a goldfish quite as much as I love Flow. She blows me kisses.
We wake, drink coffee, smoke cigarettes, eat breakfast, wash dishes, then either I or him or both of us go to work...
On rare days neither of us work.
We talk about going to the beach, or going to a museum, but we end up talking, and talking, playing music, kicking each others ass in Magic and rolling around loafing, lulling in love. The intensity has only grown, but we share the same excitement to be in the presence of one another as we felt in the beginning.
I'm so happy.
Blah blah bleh bleh blarg. I can't help it. I know I sound silly.
This is my life.
This is my life?
Yes.