Monday, September 12, 2011
Watching Suze Orman before bed seemed like a recipe for whatever, but I did it anyway. I was not bringing home $25K per month, like the guy who called in to ask permission to send his four year-old daughter to private grammar school for $36K/year. (APPROVED.) In bed I put in my earplugs and took sleepy breaths. The radiators were off, even though it was still winter outside, even though it was late March. I thought of horse breaths on a chill day. Have I ever seen horse breaths on a chill day in real life? If I had gone to a private grammar school, would I still be here thinking of horse breaths on a chill day? Oh, Suze.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
My brother and I sit at McDonald's eating soft serve and French fries. He says, "Let's each say something positive," and for a moment we just sit and stare. Stumped. Then we realize we are eating ice cream in the middle of a weekday afternoon. That we are together. That we exist on the Earth at the same time.