Instead of Blogging…

1) I have been working for the man.

2) Chillin’

3) writing poetry for class

Meet Me in St. Louis

If I live a hundred years,
I will still recall afternoon warmth
flowing through the window,
the sounds of bicycles
racing through suburban streets,
Judy Garland, with bangs,
belting her heart out.

Otherwise, all was quiet -
no noise above a whisper -
no touch above an inkling.

I have already forgotten
the way you smell,
the feel of my hand in yours
and the sound of your voice
over the telephone wire.

But I will never forget
these few moments
so easily recalled
when I was young,
wrapped in the sunshine with you.

4) making gifts

5) making plans

6) watching Eastwick on hulu

7) sleeping