Comfort comes in so many forms: dark chocolate with marzipan, the Smiths, the Daily Show, those fuzzy pajama bottoms that make pzzt pzzt noises with every step, cold apple juice, being in bed with the space heater on while it is cold and rainy outside, watching people walk by big plate glass windows, having the headphones turned all the way up, holding cold fingers attached to cold hands to the inside of your elbow to warm them up, smiling at strangers who smile back.
Right now, this is my comfort in such a big way.
nighttime is always the right time.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Rudy at this age was best, then Raven came along and ruined everything.
Post a Comment