this is what i picture of a perfect night. (inside) a (bostonian) brownstone. a lampshade with soft glow. white see-through curtain down. the (tapping) wind and/or (falling) snow outside the window. (the radio barely audible). and sinking in bed. and reading i, etcetera for the first time. or unbearable lightness for a thousandth time. coffee on the nightstand. and all by myself...
dated September 16th, 2006
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