2.08.2005

Coffee with Ghosts

Only one table open at Reggio's; and I sat across from an empty chair where, on our second date, I sat across from him, talking about his plans to buy a house.

I'm sipping coffee at Magnolia Bakery when the Velvets come on with Sunday Morning: the song that flowed through the car time and time again as we drove to and from the ferry to Fire Island.

I can't bear it.

Thank you to the nice girl at Magnolia for the glass of water and free cookie.

3 comments:

emily said...

Kitten, I just wanted to reach out to you and encourage you to keep writing. I get the sense that it may help you. Anyway...thinking of you.

Anonymous said...

My thoughts and 'good vibes' go out to you perpetually.
Your presence & persistence at the 169 made me smile!
---Andy M

Anonymous said...

"There was never a time when I, you, or these kings did not exist; nor shall we ever cease to exist in the future."