11.11.06
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Stranger Than Fiction:
Harold has brings Anna "flours" and tells her, finally, "I want you." She brings Harold back to her apartment and they sit at the table and enjoy milk and cookies. After she gets up and goes to the kitchen, he noticed a guitar and sits on the couch to play. Quietly and softly he strums and sings this wonderful little song. Anna hears him from the kitchen and sits next to him, she watches him with awe and adoration. He stops. She kisses him. He begins. She stops him and says, "I know. I want you too." They kiss again.
It was quite wonderful. You should go see it.
Lately I have been noticing the moon. The early morning moon before the sun washes it away with ultraviolet. The moon in the morning feels cold - numb fingers and freezing air that bites at the inside of my throat.
I want to start walking. Going for walks at night or the morning. I want hands in pockets, cold noses and sniffles, sweaters zipped to the chin and feet pounding and pushing off pavement. I want to photograph the dew drops clinging to the blades of grass and watch the fog seperate around my body.
I enjoy standing in the cold smoking a cigarette.
I want to live somewhere cold where it rains all summer long and snows feet in the winter. I want there to be pine trees and lakes and a house surrounded by hills.
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