a couple nights ago i had a scandalously lurid affair with a piece of chocolate cake and bourbon whipped cream. you could call it a threesome.
the waiter thought i was weird because i kept jotting things into my notebook and then tearing them out. the words were perfect and beautiful, but some things just aren't meant to be reminisced. i took my coffee black.
and then this morning i had an equally illicit tryst with a shitake-tomato-bacon-sweet corn-basil-cream-sauce-omlette. and hasbrowns. damn, do i love a good potato. i opted for sugar and cream this time.
halloween is coming and the wind has an attitude.
there is so much kinetic energy in autumn.
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mmmm. i want breakfast. it's the only reason i can somewhat tolerate the morning. but, i prefer it at midnight. :)
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