stabbed sweetly in the heart

you know, i am made entirely too giddy by the smallest of things. my most favoritest of the coldplay songs, and my most favoritest of emails. there’s a scratch on my arm that i don’t remember getting, and that i didn’t notice until now.

i spent a lovely evening with billy, who looks different every time i see him, though it’s only been twice. we went to dinner and had much much beers, and discussed preferences and priorities, possibilities and potentialities.
comfort in commonalities.

good night. shiny side up.