Last night was the most beautiful night. It was warm(ish!) and windy and the moon was a big, silver, lopsided egg. I walked over to a nearby neighbourhood to meet k for coffee. It was a working coffee. (We actually worked! Normally, we gab.) When I got in the door, I was instantly brought back to grade 12 when I always went out for coffee at night. Now, that is strictly a daytime activity. Not for other people, though. It was hopping. k's husband came by later and had to sit outside because there were no seats. He didn't miss much. We were working.
The walk home was even better than the walk there. When I got to the bridge I had a full view of the moon and its reflection off the river. Are you ever on a walk where you hit a part that you wish would go on forever? I wished this part of the walk would go on forever.
I was listening to Nelly Furtado at the time. Does that ruin it? I don't know, I'm kind of into her last album...
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hahahaha! yeah I'm kind of into it too. everytime I hear her on the radio I go "who is this again? I love this song" and then B rolls his eyes and reminds me that I ask that all the time.
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