day two

Well, I survived the first day. It contained slews of international texts and concluded with a three hour Skype conversation. My general theory is that I'll break some time during week two. It's possible, however, with a trip to Rome in the making - it certainly takes a bit out of the sting. So does this song, I can't stop playing it. The luthier spun me around our midtown castle and whispered each word against my lips on Sunday morning. I...

thirty seven days

As fate would have it, the love of my life is leaving for thirty seven days. I understand the commitments of global citizenship. But fuck. Am I going to be one cranky scribe. Scrittrice. To occupy my time, I plan on learning Italian, going to the gym (which I hate), working on books and entertaining my creatures. And working a lot. Fortunately, it's a busy month at my job. Viva distraction. I don't want to be one of those "boo hoo" girlfriends...

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The neighbors didn’t know if they loved or hated what they were hearing. But they definitely heard. Because the two of us weren’t quiet. Like, when I exhaled, the bed frame rattled. And when he whispered, the floor vibrated. And the entire time, we smoked and drank espresso. There was nothing in the refrigerator, except for dark chocolate (90%!) and champagne. I always kept a fresh glass of water on the night table, the one on my side of the...

dissotterrare zelo

dissotterrare zelo era come Guardò fuori per me. e noi innamorarsi prima che qualcuno avuto la possibilità a lampeggiare. sognare ... prima non avrei mai potuto essere qualcosa Che si adatta un certo forma; H e I formata insieme. E i miei occhi ha aperto. le mie labbra disse. Niente. unearth zeal it was like he looked out for me. and we fell in love before anyone had a chance to blink. to dream… prior to i could never be something that fits...

hold your heart

Namaste blah-g tribe Yesterday was one of the best days of my life. I don't really say that often, good days, maybe - best days? Not so much. My best day involved a 24-hour stint with the apparent love of my life; wandering around Manhattan, feeding each other dark chocolate, watching hours pass from park benches and swapping secrets in international ways. My favorite part of the day was in my midtown abode, roped in braids of sweat, being...

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