Forgotten souvenir of a drunken writing session, located in an Evernote excavation
March 29th, 2014, 1pm
It was 2.2°C with broken clouds. The breeze was brisk.
I take you with me every day.
Bottled inside each cell.
My mitochondrial love
You are fresh watermelon and perfectly roasted espresso and wind chimes and a cool breeze and
afternoon naps
When you leave the room
I disappear and wait for your return
I want to be your strength and light, the strawberry on your tongue and the sigh at the end of the day
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