tiredmountain

the way your limbs hang off the bed when you've had plenty to drink,
at the bar sometimes,
my fingers loll a bit and drop glasses
on the floor.
the techno doesn't work
and the crowd that's there doesn't work well with it.
i buy five budlites just to get me out of there. this town would be better if I had that humidifier that's in my photo there to the left.
a road, and a capo.

i went to the bar with a specific goal in mind. to meet a girl. and nothing easy, nothing easy along the lines of sleeping with her, it was just that it's sunday, and to have someone to watch the evening news with and cook eggs for in the morning and the whole time be able to talk.

that's not easy. at least not in boston so far.

Th