STORY OF TODAY

this is the novel of my life. "love is real, real is love...love is knowing we can be" :: song of yoko ono ::

and you are dashing and your brain is dashing and your heart is dashing and your warmth is dashing and your shadow is dashing and your glance is dashing and your faults are dashing and

i want to put you in my pocket.

you are like a blank whiteness that blinds. that is, you are magnificent.

he wore a smart shirt with smart scribbles. we visited a friend's cute boutique and spent some hours wondering around two aisles filled with pretty things on even prettier clothes racks. and we had lunch at the island cafe in tangs in the semi-quiet and bought a dress for a december occassion.

coleman hawkin's desdafino and cold bedsheets and a funny stomach and mandatory hot chinese green tea in a white mug and books to read and a topic to find on the www. time to know thyself. bleach and burn.

i know you by heart. "familiar lines that i read on and on" :: song of the american analog set :: and it's you and me always and forever :: song of the wannadies:: and it played on the radio and we thought of each other as relayed by sms. and i have no secrets kept from you because you read me like a nikon.

company is not companionship. but you are both to me.