This is just about the time of year when I start washing my hair of the residue of the previous twelve months. About this time, I usually find myself cutting loose all of the ugly strings I wrapped around myself all year…
...read more hereI push you away
pull you close…
you laugh
Now that my hands have thawed enough for me to hold a pen, I can write this: I have just stopped in from a cold severe enough to turn my black hands red and all I can do is thank the gods or the devil or whomever it was to whom I must have sold my soul that I have heat in my home.
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“I’m going to wipe this sucker off, frame it, and hang it up in our bedroom when we get an apartment.”
What a silly man I married…
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It is seven in the morning, and I am not sleeping. I’m doing everything besides for sleeping. I’m washing my laundry, I’m testing out my email-to-post system (It didn’t work out), I’m checking my savings account balance, I’m worrying about my savings account balance, I’m looking up the prices of life insurance (really? fucking really?)… [...]
...read more hereFor those of you who haven’t been paying attention, I’m getting married in the morning.
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Him: No, go ahead and continue. Just understand that you’re speaking a foreign language to me right now.
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I left the sweater on her bed
with a “thank you.”
Three days later
“can I borrow your jacket?”
We’re going to be struggling for a while, between hosting parties for people who don’t really like us and trying to pay rent that we can hardly afford on a place that we don’t have… I can tell that once we have a proper kitchen with an oven and the like, we’re going to spend a lot of time making each other coffee and dessert…
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We’ve been fighting a lot though. I fight with him most often when he’s not there. I yell at him and say the most awful things. I apologize to him after the fact. This always confuses him because he was not indeed there for the fight.
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