Wednesday, May 31, 2006
We looked so good together on the subway, but we parted at your next stop, and I tried to eat a little better to trim off those pounds, but come on, now, that never works. It takes barbells and trainers and the threat of summer. And only you will make it.
But I feel better. I'm wearing better clothes and walking in new sunglasses, finding that every fantasy you create can become reality if you shove aside a goal, because goals are thoughts more than plans.
I'm buying a bike and building a helicopter on top of my three-story walk-up. Get on your roof and look for me.
Photograph by this guy
Posted by thomaspatrickwheatley at 12:36 PM