sitting on the loveseat in my new free people dress that makes me look like a butter churning, cow milking, missionary wife in the 19th century – and of course i love it. my legs are in the sun and neko case is playing.
soon i’ll put on the pair of rollerblades i found at the thrift store and glide on over to get Nat and we’ll skate/bike through the park, to home. then, he to tutoring, and me to the gym to run a torturous 4 miles. i sort of… took a break, from running, last week. and this will be interesting.
oh well, because last night we went on a long slow walk around the neighborhood. smoked cigars and talked about this and that. held hands, he taught me how to flick the ashes. it was the highlight of a long time.
we’re just figuring it out, you know? we go forward and then a little backward (it feels) and go through the ups and downs of every day. a little deeper each time, we hope.
i have many pictures to share, but they are all still on the camera. soon. maybe at night time, so i’m not missing the sunshine.
