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Coca cola on the side, in the cup holders of the couch – we browse for Christmas movies. Found Love & Other Drugs, one of my favorite films, and the audience loved it. The rain (doshd in Russian) is coming down heavily, I can hear it pound through the spotlight on the ceiling. Inside this place is warm, the dog is calm though she wants to go back outside, she just doesn’t know it’s still raining. We have a very small Christmas tree— enough for us, and it’s covered in white lights on the tree and within the perimeter. Presents hidden underneath the couch to give later. Back and forth between, whether I should say something to you.

Return on the second day, bring some jam. Lollipops in paradise. You – from Palo Alto, California — me, too blissed to hear the rest. At this point.

I’m reading a witty book, laughing. Trying to take the stresses of the day off, but it’s hard sometimes, it really is. I think it’s hard for all of us, on all of us now. Mixing gin and coca cola, not me, you, some things are always you. At the beach we play. We look mesmerized at each other like I’m a sea goddess and you’re my man, in the sand.

We can stay like this forever.

You tell me to my face, you love me you love me. And I can’t get the words enough, I can’t hold on to the words alright, I can’t keep it to myself.

A glass of wine, in the sunlight. Evening comes and bodes overhead. A bottle of currant red wine, in the fridge, cork open so it’s slowly drip, drip, dripping. Red on the floor. Unscrewed. You, disheveled, raggedy old jeans. Clean mustard look. Like firm cherries in the evening’s light. Me, tender, at last.

Came home from a long day to an IPSY package!!! I still have 1 Sephora play box and another IPSY glam bag to review, so now I have a total of 3 beauty subscription “boxes” to spell out here. Excited though to share!

I’m eating Jack in the Box — isn’t that funny. As a vegan my choices are onion rings, lemonade/coke/sprite, and curly fries, and that’s my dinner. Kind of an unglamorous thing to share on your poetry/lifestyle blog but there is a personal aspect to this writing so why not. Why not has been the question of the week, and the week only began today. (If you think weeks start with Monday, not Sunday like me).

Things are about to get real fuckin’ aesthetic.

prévenance
noun [prey-vuh-nahns] French.
special care in anticipating or catering to the needs and pleasures of others.

Other interesting things:

• sans serif caps
• If you have a pool, you can tell it’s raining outside by the ripples in the water of the raindrop splashes. A beautiful & whimsical sight
• Resting eyes
• Wet leaves
• Terry bathrobe towels are the best & don’t leave little strings on the body
• Men don’t use conditioner, unless they have long hair, but they still probably don’t
• Fabric softener that smells amazing on sheets & blankets makes going to bed that much more special & lovely
• Cigarettes taste like tar
• I’m quitting smoking
• Maybe

My lists don’t have the availability of. background colors 🙁

It’s nice to be back, after 9 days