borrowing and listening to the Matthew and John Passions in one sitting
driving around on the countryside roads i like best
doing charcoal sketches
sitting on the living room floor playing my red guitar
conveniently forgetting to work on my applications
riding the purple bike along the bedford trails
picking up stones
not writing because that would mean remembering
not even writing thank-you notes because i can't find my stationary ever since i got home
singing, singing some more, and humming when my voice is tired
rolling portugese words between my incisors and molars
buying the cheapest nail polish in the store
braiding my hair
gluing lace onto my jean shorts
cutting flowers out of egg holders
comparing curtain designs for my dorm room
moving the pile of clothes from my chair to my floor to my bed, and back
trying on all of the pretty dresses in marshall's and tj max
breakfasting with grams then getting to work late
reading russian novels, beginning with anna
breathing
baking blueberry scones and trying new recipes
forgetting about every cup of tea i make and drinking it later, cold
listening to the same cd with my favorite songs on loop in my car
splurging on frozen yogurt when work was busy and my head is full of voices talking at me
finally making my sister's wedding present
falling asleep every night by 10
wondering when this heaviness will go away
-lab
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