Some dates Joanne writes several
somethings-or-others. Well,
it’s 7pm and our court is reserved for 8. Speci
ficity in 28-year-olds. Leads to
anniversary present. Aw come on.
I wasn’t upset at all, was happy to give him
something. Awkward boundaries. Restock
the fridge.
An ocean (and its floaters, and its flags).
I really couldn’t even afford all that,
but it was well-deserved and it made me
happy to do such. Wait,
we forgot today (and its pain in the neck,
and its eyeball headaches, and its
printer cartridges).
