In the mean time
I have been living all in luxury. Chocolate ice cream cones with rainbow nonpareils, a cat on its back in my lap, fresh-squeezed frozen raspberry lemonade, a chorus of girls singing nineties music in my office, watching kites in prospect Park, getting caught in rains related to tropical events, imagining my writing of the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, deli sandwiches, men asking if I can be handled (clearly not), Hearts to a hundred points in the courtyard, sticking postcards to my walls, long phone calls to the west, long walks in circles, trips to the library, trips to the other library, trips to the library’s steps to see the embellishments, chatting with my roommates over waterbugs and used furniture and stacks of books. Brooklyn in summer is Brooklyn pouring out of itself. Everyone is on the sidewalks, is in the parks. Everyone is boiling up with the weather.
You, too.
I’m so glad you have your computer back! You have no idea.
I actually don’t have my computer back. I will in a few hours, though. I just borrowed a computer. But your joy gives me joy. I miss you, Ms. Texas. No more of this visiting Brooklyn without getting in touch with me.
I am so glad that you are back. I missed your posts. I haven’t been writing lately. I think the gloomy weather here in Colorado has killed me a bit. My trip to San Diego seems to have revitalized me a bit. Anyway, it’s wonderful to read you again.