Monday, June 01, 2009
gymnastics
It's June. I still don't know what's going on. Supper is going to be wonderful. There is a yellow lily in a vase on my table and it is resplendent. I enjoy that it exists at this moment. I think that when I live alone, I am going to have various potted plants. I want a hibiscus, like my mom's, but I think I would like a yellow or red one. It smells like pork chops.
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"when i live alone" sounds...sophisticated but also super lonely. i hope you and your potted plants aren't planning to become hermits...
Weeeeeeeelllll.
No, don't worry, we're not.
I just mean that it is inevitable that at one point in my life I will live alone. And when that time comes, I want to have potted plants.
But, I don't think that I will be alone.
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