Tuesday, July 10, 2012
A Space Meant for One
So I tried to make it last a long time. I wrote in a notebook. I took up space meant for one.
Later, I went to Pushcart Coffee with my computer and worked on my "Everyday Fiction" pieces that I wrote a year ago this month. Lara, I regarded the pieces carefully and I cut stuff.
The fact that I'd eaten a blueberry doughnut earlier meant that I felt like I could not order ice cream when I took my kid to Il Laboratorio del Gelato later. (The words "kiwi/plum sorbet cone" were on the tip of my tongue, but I let them disappear.)
It's beautiful in the city right now, '80s and sunny and breezy, and I haven't thought about TomKat in a good 12 hours. Omg, please don't let me google them again.