The heat is off but our ingrown laughter warms the room. We love the last drops of wine and toenails scraping the wall, the end of the bed and the buzzing in our heads. The sky begins drifting toward us and I squeal like a child. The dishes are dirty but just leave them; I’ll do them later.
today was especially cramped and stale, so i made a decision to do something and now everything feels lighter. good occurrences kept piling up and i had a nice stack of them at the end of the day. i am relaxed. i feel like a cat stretching its spine after a nap on the floor in a patch in the sun.