they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

comfort food.

i didn't know what else to do today. so i made pasta. olive oil and shallots and three cloves of garlic. whole, peeled tomatoes, a yellow pepper, three jalapenos and half a red onion. some salt, pepper , cayenne and red pepper flakes. chicken and more olive oil. a bit of half and half. some sour cream and tomato paste. topped with parano cheese and cilantro. served with a nice savignon blanc and a smile. a smile that i was sort of forcing today on this day when i really didn't know what else to do.

see, these weeks - they're long. and days seem like two or more. and mornings come sooner than i'm ready for them. and then evenings don't come soon enough.

i'm just so ready for a dawn. a new begining. a fresh start. a job with a paycheck and a desk. and maybe even a window to look out of. a place for my books and the picture of B and I parasailing in florida on New Year's day. a spot for my plant and for the AP Style Guide I've had since college. And Strunk and White need somewhere to go, too. now, they're just inhabiting a box that was hastily packed at a moment's notice. the same box with postcards and photos and buttons and pencils and notebooks full of ideas.


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