Monday, August 23, 2004
non-marlo.
today i am that girl who brings a large salad from home for lunch, complete with a light and lemony homemade dressing. i am hardly ever this girl.
the monkey is worried about me because our phone conversations seem to end sort of dispairingly. and it's true; i am not a big fan of whatever is going on right now. the whatever is equal parts loneliness and general bad feeling coupled with a strange awareness that after over a year of permanent roommate, him being gone is just not quite right. the days are fine--even inspirational, what with projects! and cleaning! and cooking! and crafts! but the evenings are sucking butt.
today i am also the girl who cries on the stoop. perhaps she needs an ice cream bar to go with her salad.
the monkey is worried about me because our phone conversations seem to end sort of dispairingly. and it's true; i am not a big fan of whatever is going on right now. the whatever is equal parts loneliness and general bad feeling coupled with a strange awareness that after over a year of permanent roommate, him being gone is just not quite right. the days are fine--even inspirational, what with projects! and cleaning! and cooking! and crafts! but the evenings are sucking butt.
today i am also the girl who cries on the stoop. perhaps she needs an ice cream bar to go with her salad.
