|Lucy Amelie Cassese|
Things that made sense today:
Taking the bus to Ballard.
Buying water on a warm, dehydrated day.
Purchasing a bottle of Bordeaux and a box of Petits Ecoliers.
Holding Kirsten’s sleeping newborn for two hours.
Texting ridiculousness with a friend I’ve never met.
Boats gliding along Lake Union.
Panang Curry and Fried Spring Rolls for dinner.
Listening to a hypnosis CD.
Opening the mailbox to find the latest Condé Nast Traveler.
Dreaming of escape.
Going to bed at 9pm.
Things that did not make sense today:
Leaving home without the card I bought.
The weird young guy on the bus, cursing, listening to music, playing musical chairs and wearing a wool cap, a heavy Yankees jacket and giant headphones.
The bus driver telling the elderly man to “sit down” without saying “please.”
Parents yelling at their children.
The lady watering the sidewalk … and the front door.
The lady’s son playing with a catnip ball.
The boring France vs. England Euro Cup game.
Not making it to Golden Gardens.
Begging someone to call me.