Right now would be a very good time for me to have my own small apartment. Out and away from the busyness of the city. But close enough for me to walk and splurge my attention to what will never seem to be enough regardless how many times I go pass that road. And that cafe. And the familiar faces I smile to. My apartment will be the home to books which I'll read halfway each because I'm afraid if I read them all, there goes my company. Every evening I'll get dizzy from the coffee but I'll try to enjoy that too. After all the sun can always be my remedial drink. I only need a dining table with two chairs, numbers of pictures in wooden frames scattered all over my walls- violet paint, huge windows with gossamer curtains to lightly transpass the daylight directly to a mattress with a guy of 3 to 5 inches taller than me, semi naked, almost always unshaven, smiling sleepily to me every morning there. Yes, right now would be a very good time.
I think.
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