Tuesday, December 12, 2006

i could be nocturnal

Well its 3:48 in the a.m. and i'm feeling excellent. a nap from 7-9, an ipod on shuffle (currently Wilco), 2 cups of coffee, and a brief walk outside in the soft rain and i could stay awake forever. so yes, between the 50+ pages i've had to write over the past 10 days i've had a moment or two to myself that i could just write for fun. i'm not going to post this because i think its good, or because i even think it's worth reading, but because i had fun writing it. (its entirely fictitious but could be based on actual events a few months down the road)
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(…i enter through the front door quickly as to lessen the sharp wind sneaking in around me, robbing the wreath smelling room of the warmth it had worked so hard to accumulate throughout the evening. Kicking the snow from my brown shoes and onto the well worn mat, I shut the door, and shiver twice while removing my scarf, hat, gloves and flannel jacket -yes, the one you hate. shoes off beside the register.)

.........still up? well you were right, its colder than it looks. what’s that? No, I’d say closer to 10 or less with this wind chill. I know, I know I shouldn’t be out at this time of the night anyway. I just needed to take a walk, clear my head. Oh sure, coffee sounds great, you aren’t going to bed though? Well good, I’d rather stay up late with you than with a dumb old book anytime…………………………………………. ……………………………………Orion is beautiful tonight. I think he seems more pronounced on cold nights like this, something about the crisp air maybe…..no, its only a quarter moon so you can see them pretty well. You should have come with me. I know I know you hate the cold, but its worth it once in a while. (I laugh, you’re cute). Well he told me to tell you hello anyway. Oh yes, we had a nice talk. he’s concerned about all the streetlights, he thinks they’re competing with him and his friends but I told him that their nasty factory glow is no match for pure hundred thousand year old starlight. don’t you agree? Mmmm…thank you, its perfect, you know I love hazelnut. You’re the best, you know that?

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