Ipod cover and Tide

Aug 23, 2005 19:55

When I saw that Mellie had left her ipod cover on the desk, it made me smile. 'Cause I thought of the conversation I had with Franco after he came to stay with me for a while in alfred. It made me think of his time there, not in that sappy oh golly could I have kissed him a thousand times way, no. I don't miss last year's kisses, i guess last last years kisses now. But it made me think of that time, of the color contrast photo project, and the tainted chocolate cupcakes (that we filled with exlax to punish the boys that had stolen Ashley's heartshaped homemade icecream cake) and of early sunday morning crossword puzzles with a great big dictionary. I scolded him, cause he cleaned up so well when he left the apartment while I was in class. Cause he didn't forget a single thing to remember him by.
I like it when people forget things, I like it when they leave little notes.. that's why I always did it to karim. It's so hard to be clever on a "soyoufinditlater" note.
SO I was happy that Mellie left it, though I'm sure the face of her pretty ipod isn't so thrilled. And I know I'll mail it back to her and all. But it'sjust nice to have a physical object to extend someones stay, not just the bare - striped of linens - bed or a object that you know they moved. She left and eclair in the fridge to, but momma ate that too quickly for me to say, "isn't it nice that she forgot something for me".

I put on a tank top yesterday, that I guess I haven't worn since I was in London. It's not that I remember the tank top in london. But, when I put it on it smelled like the laundry soap there. They were little clear blue gel packets. And everything hung wet on racks because having a dryer wasn't at all what we needed. (Even though air drying made my jeans stiff, it was ok cause he ironed them with steam and they relaxed) I thought maybe that I should take the shirt off.. so when I was feeling like I wanted to remember london again I could press my face to it and breathe, and I thought about taking the shirt off, because I didn't know if I could deal with thinking.. mmm it smells like London.. whenever I caught a wiff. But I left it on, cause I thought.. gee it's kinda nice and then, later tonight, I'll take it off and I'll put it in the wash and then.. then it'll smell like Tide again... same old same old american "doesn't make me think of anything much at all" Tide.
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