Epilogue
the last cobblestone
falls into the atlantic
and vanishes
Wipe the slate(s) clean.
Obviously I live nowhere near the Atlantic ocean, but I’m watching a ton of Judging Amy right now and I’m swimming in ice-cold Connecticut scenery.
Speaking of the cold, music today is Your Ex-Lover Is Dead by Stars, one of those bands I desperately wish I had found when they were at their peak. Twelve years ago, I was such a hopeless romantic and I would have loved all the hopeless romance Stars had to offer. Now I just feel guilty that I don’t feel enough.