Walking down the steep stone steps, I almost tripped over a stack of books carelessly abandoned. Carefully, I bent down to examine my find. Cracked leather covers, dog-eared pages, smudged ink. A cursory glance told me that no one was around, so I scooped up those books and got out of there.

Treasure tomes.

It was raining and I was alone.

Guess what?

I've said no dozens of times.

This is going to be the year of saying yes.

Let your freak flag fly.

Ummm... I'm moving back. Next week.

I'm nervousexcitedhappysadreadynotready.

We looked at each other and I just knew it was going to be one of those days. One of those spill coffee beans all over the floor and fall off your bike in the frost and get the register drawer stuck kind of days ( Read more... )

Bear claws filled with sticky almond paste,
Crumbly pumpkin muffins,
Powdered sugar spills.

Watch the coffee drip drip drip,
Milk foams and dissolves,
The whir of the steam wand breaks the silence.

People walk next door,
They do not see me behind the counter,
They do not smell the parmesan focaccia.

There is a green piece of candy lying on the airport carpet. A tiny green sphere in a sea of blue swirls and red triangles. The candy resides perilously close to the bottom of an old man's shoe. Cracked leather seems out of place next to a smooth candy shell ( Read more... )

There are rabbits in a cage. Some are fluffy. Some have short hair. They sleep on top of each other, piled up like so many fuzzy sweaters at the bottom of a closet ( Read more... )

I remember when life was lived from emotion to emotion ( Read more... )

RULES: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly ( Read more... )

Dear LiveJournal ( Read more... )