Monday, January 23, 2012

The Weekend

It was a funny sort of weekend.

I slept in.  I ate strawberry ice cream for breakfast.  I wandered through the galleries at Bergamot Station.  I watched the sunset from our roof.  I drank wine in the shower.  I drank wine at Naresh's and talked about "some day."  I drank wine while we watched Bottleshock.  I fell asleep on the couch.  I went on a long run that felt inexplicably effortless.  I discovered pretzel-croissants at Thyme Cafe.  I sang along to the Rolling Stones.  I read the better half of Juliet, Naked by Nick Hornsby in the loft until the sun went down and it was too dark to see the words on the page.  I fell asleep on the couch (again).

It was long and short and a little bit blurry.  Glorious.

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