quickly venturing to get the essentials
wine -red, white is for dining, who gets tanked on white wine?
a steak, i haven't cooked since we split, that is sad, or just lazy.
smokes, to pass the time.
the hill, the only elevated land mass in this flat ass town. kids using boogie boards as sleds. i wonder if this is the first time they have ever seen snow. hmm?
i remember the time i went sledding with my brother in munich, i was two. we were walking on the lake. the ice cracked. i fell in. my brother saved my life that day - and almost killed me. i can still feel the fear i experienced that day. i think that is the oldest memory i have. or did i hear the story so many times that i created that memory.
age four. connecticuit. playing in the creek. i grab a piece of ice. of course i fall in. my brother carries me to the ice. he saved my life again. or did he push me in?
age seven. alps. skiing. i fell and fucked up my leg. my brother wasn't there. i haven't been on skiies since.
i still love snow. i think i am going to throw snowballs at strangers.
wine -red, white is for dining, who gets tanked on white wine?
a steak, i haven't cooked since we split, that is sad, or just lazy.
smokes, to pass the time.
the hill, the only elevated land mass in this flat ass town. kids using boogie boards as sleds. i wonder if this is the first time they have ever seen snow. hmm?
i remember the time i went sledding with my brother in munich, i was two. we were walking on the lake. the ice cracked. i fell in. my brother saved my life that day - and almost killed me. i can still feel the fear i experienced that day. i think that is the oldest memory i have. or did i hear the story so many times that i created that memory.
age four. connecticuit. playing in the creek. i grab a piece of ice. of course i fall in. my brother carries me to the ice. he saved my life again. or did he push me in?
age seven. alps. skiing. i fell and fucked up my leg. my brother wasn't there. i haven't been on skiies since.
i still love snow. i think i am going to throw snowballs at strangers.
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but yes, red wine for steak. and yum.
snow.
i miss the stuff. honestly, not that i care sooo much for the cold, but it's so beautiful and fun. taking a brisk walk in cold wind, or rolling down a snowy hill. i don't ski. busted my ass trying to learn, the idea of hills was too much. maybe someday, until then, sledding is fine.
why am i writing a book on this?
yay for throwing snowballs.!.
but yes, red wine for steak. and yum.
snow.
i miss the stuff. honestly, not that i care sooo much for the cold, but it's so beautiful and fun. taking a brisk walk in cold wind, or rolling down a snowy hill. i don't ski. busted my ass trying to learn, the idea of hills was too much. maybe someday, until then, sledding is fine.
why am i writing a book on this?
yay for throwing snowballs.!.