yesterday natalie and i sat in decrepit couches near the windows of metro and watched the people walk by for over an hour. we'd see some multiple times and most never again.the light came through the window and reflected passers onto the wall. you sort of sink into the velour and fall behind it in a daze of observation.
i'm sure the neighbors wanted to murder us last night for being so loud. between booty dancing, atc, singing to prince and composing stuff on the guitar, i must admit the crowd got a bit rowdy.
will picked me up and carried me outside over his shoulder. and i was immediatley grilled after he left. i don't know. but a boy who sings prince falsetto and dances the female part in atc, well, i'll just say he's a contender.
i miss you cuddles.