they've been fiddling with the stereo system in the cafe and they must've just nudged the shitty surround sound option off, becuase now i hear it right above me, clear and almost too loud. my yellow earring, pointed towards the window, the sun, reflect rainbow square from my computer screen. i could be anywhere. this is all i need. it's become increasingly simple.
i ordered hot sauce on my bagel sandwich and it was too spicy-- or too much-- for me. someone just mentioned "resident advisor" in the "have you heard of this" tone. confirmed: "honestly, i didn't even know it was a thing. the qustion was if anyone knew who runs it." we may be in a latte haven but we're still in allston after all.
show on friday i'm not ready for. i've been putting too many questions into it, the vocalist thing. not everything is everything; few things are ever, really. obvious things like this still pass me by. i need to be reminded that it's nothing. or, at least, not a big deal. not obvious enough for me to laugh. i wonder if the hard cider i left by the tree on friday night is still there, under a foot or two of snow. i pictured the alcoholic apple concotion frozen into a brick of ice laying in bed that night. it was cold enough. it hadn't yet snowed.
keep wondering what the hell i'm gonna do with my life. the pigeons seem disappointed. they've got nowhere to go on the sidewalk. i'm supposed to have finished my sandwich by now.