i recovered from last night's fabulous friday night fish fry and the japanese flag i found myself flying unexpectedly by sleeping in, hanging out at a fun family picnic in brooklyn and then wandering through the russian riviera with my permanent boyfriend.
we watched the sun fade as we sipped italian white wine and noshed on cheeses and such, and held each other and whispered sweet nothings and watched a scary movie.
and now i sit, practicing guitar and absentmindedly watching some tim burton movie while one of my well-off neighbors smokes some pretty strong pot in the well-groomed backyard of their tony brownstone.
happy days.
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