3.16.2012

more truths

I am digging this pomegranate yogurt I'm eating.

My favorite cellist (they do exist) called me charming.

I married the right guy. My husband is my perfect human. 

I will probably forget to wear green tomorrow.

Yesterday I was very rude to a circulation student assistant.

And just now I knocked over someone's bottle of soda, on purpose.

The lid was on.

There's a pigeon strutting around outside my window and it is absurd.

I am accidentally holding captive a 1986 bound volume of Poetry magazine under my desk

and a wrinkly old apple in my top drawer.


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