1.VII.2001 :::: 14.12 maybe we'll wait till july

with the curtains hanging in the windows the living room glows red.

i woke up very early (after a dream in which i begged a shirtless chris to drive me to mass because i was running late) & walked around alone in my own house. i sat at the red table in the orange kitchen & painted my nails & read herodotus while they dried, until it was time to go.