wednesday | october 7 | 2009

hello, there.

i see this going one of two ways.

one.

we embrace this. we go for it.

we fall madly in love. marriage. babies.

retirement. i'm not so sure about

the white picket fence. i'm cool with the dog, but

i've never seen much use for half a child – let's round

up to three. we would find a little place

in the mountains, or by the beach.

at any rate, we would write each other

love notes that would make the kids sick.

i'd like that. and footrubs. date nights. 

and most nights we would stay in.

or. two.

we embrace this. we go for it.

we fall madly in love. marriage. babies.

but things get a little weird when

you start asking jimmy-the-pool-guy

to give it an extra good clean while the kids

experiment with lsd and pcp and crack and

we become grandparents at far too young

an age and you keep telling me to fix the 

sink and the shower and there's a leak in

the roof and one thing after another and

i collapse into myself like a dying star.

so.

do you want to get coffee?