MIDDAY 12:16 P.M.
Jeans weather. Long sleeves for the AC. Bike to newsstand, the yogurt place, the good dry cleaner. Try to find appropriate birthday card for J. Unsuccessful. Return to see neighbor has draped his fire escape in Tibetan prayer flags—for the World Cup? Fourth of July? Both?
whats a drinking game i can play by myself
I think one of my favorite moments from last night was when I was alone with Taylor and telling her how I didn’t want to walk out that door cause I knew once I did I may never meet her again and she goes “Sweetheart don’t ever say that you’re my friend now and I love you and i’m sure we’ll meet again” gives me hope that yesterday was just the start of whats to come.