my huge shadow on the wall from sara's little orange reading lamp--the shadow of a curly ponytail from the obsessive twirling of it i've done at points today--while reading ms. welty and writing a partial letter to tika at chez buto blanc (hopefully it won't take as long to write as ross's) at a cafe/bookstore in dc called 'afterwords', soaking wet from a sudden pour cutting off my city hike, and slowly slowly eating a piece of cheesecake, letting the fork make stripes down the cheesecake wall, and not just sit on top of the fork but pressing it through the prongs, and dipping bites into a little of the two small pools of berry sauce, conserving it till it's gone, and still half the cheesecake left--while sitting in the dc subway between dupont circle and union station--and while talking to martin as we came up with things to do between a bit before dusk and dark (walk around and find plants we like and make clippings, ringing people's bells to make sure it's okay that we take some of their plant away; go rowing; play backgammon or cards in a park; pick out a dog from the spca; go to a yoga class) and then not doing any of them.
posted by Liza 12.8.03