Future 1
I get out of my car. Is been a somewhat tiring ride home the car is small (an older Geo Prisim) and its been a long day at work. There is so much work to do sence we are about to strike sence this economy is gettting so shitty. As i walk up to the grey crumbly steps of the apartment building i notice how nice it is, "Damn you forget about how nice this place can be when your inside all the time" i whisper to myself. The sun glints of the oily residue and melting snow that is doing its best to resist the coming spring. I quickly ring up the steps eager to get home. I open then first set doors noticing an ad selling a piano, "Damn if only i could get it up these stairs" i can't help but exclaiming outloud. "What was that?" says a neighbor, "Oh i just thinking about getting this pianoo, i mean i've always wanted one but shit, can you imagine trying to get up these tight stairs?" "Well if you need some help i just took in this new couch and found a perfect way to get it up." "Damn well i might just have to take you up on that" i say suprised by the luck, if only we don't strike for another week, well regardless we need the strike i think, so either way, either way things'll work out. I hurriedly hop the steep stairs of the old apartment building, hand on the old banisters noticing the wood work and elaborate designs. Its funny how things once researved for the wealthy is now passed on to people who send more times more used to contemplating the next meal then the wood work. After three flights i get to my destination, put the key in the hole and i'm home. I know shes getting home in a half an hour, so i start dinner so she has something to relax and eat after work. I put on the rice, and start frying yellow and zuchini squash with onions and latter roast up some red peppers and start the sauce. I'm finishing things up when she walks in, man shes beautiful just knowing shes homes takes a weight of my day. "Hey luv!" She drops her back pack off in the living room near our couch. "Hey babe" she says tiredly, "is that red peppers?" What the hell else you think it'd be" i say teasingly. I tell her she should sit down on the couch and i'll make her a plate. I bring in the plates, and pull the smaller table in the living room up to the couch and light a few candles and then go get some wine glasses after tell her about this new wine place i found. I bring in the bottle and the glasses pour her a glass then mine and i sit down next to her. We curl up and eat to simpsons re-runs.
2003-03-03 04:13
2003-03-03 04:13