Today was a day of $1 beer, $2 tacos, $11 vintage and $30 bike rentals. This city is so flat, it's shocking how it remains so unfriendly to cyclists.
My dress is made of blanket and I have fallen in love with the fictionalization of J.R. Oppenheimer.
You handsome, destructive devil, you.
I was recommended this book for all the wrong reasons, but I couldn't be happier it wound up in my lap. It is so delicately, graciously, intelligently written. Every turn of the page elicits a shockingly accidental smile, and I am taking my time with it lest it end too soon (which it will, anyway). Pick it up. Then lets get coffee.
No comments:
Post a Comment