for valentine's day i will
sip tequila
and try to remember what it felt like
to be kissed
for the first time
by my
brother's best friend
in the back yard
while my parents watched
TV inside....
true true true love. like fresh puffy snow on green grass.
the french say
metro boulot dodo
and i understand that now...
but i promise that
even though i am a 3 on my scale of 10
and even though
I spend hours in a job I don't care about...
there is something exciting
(and international)
on the horizon
but i don't want
to
jinx
it.
cross your fingers for me, please!!