g i r l h a t t a n

g i r l h a t t a n

Friday, December 08, 2006

now is not a good time.


very very soon there will be new pictures, new tales of new adventures.

i might even actually write for once, might start getting mildly poetic and muse about the sting of cold air in your lungs on a winter morning, how it's painful and just so cold, but somehow oddly beautiful, because you're suddenly fully aware that you're alive, that you're an organism, an animal whose base instinct is to survive, and your body instantly adjusts your breathing so that you're sucking air in short raspy intakes, through the mouth, through the teeth, even, to warm the air as it enters, and how on bright days like these the sun seems so precious, so distant, and your heart stirs like you're looking at a former lover, and you want to say come closer, please come closer, warm me like you used to, remember august? how i exposed myself to you and your heat, how i closed my eyes and basked in your presence without ever burning? why can't things be like they used to be? but you just tuck your chin into your scarf and dream of bed and the down comforter that may be the best thing you ever purchased in your entire life.

i might do that, and lots of other things, but not today. today is not the day.

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