Memoirs from September 2009
They lay together in a storm. "Where's the thunder and lightning?" she asked.
On the red-eye to Detroit we flew over an electrical storm. Sheet lightning danced for an hour as the tired passengers around me slept.
“I don’t think I’ll come to the party,” I said to Andrew, “I’m feeling pretty tired.” In truth, I really just wanted to watch Howl’s Moving Castle. Andrew left for the party soon after. I turned out the lights, walked upstairs, and undressed.
Someone somewhere in the world just made a delicious chili and I can't stop thinking about it. #mmm
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Currently, I'm changing the oil in your car while listening to Simon & Garfunkel – The Sound of Silence