white tiger
Feb. 6th, 2002 05:13 pmSpending another night at my mother's house. I feel remarkably better already. The cure of kitchen soup, tea and cats works well.
I took a shower last night in a bathroom I haven't used since I was 19 years old. The slick feel of genuine porcelain underfoot, the narrowness, the window ledge high up, the way the water drains... I had forgotten and missed all of this.
Tonight it will probably freeze. Maybe we can have a fire. I can curl up with my stuffed tiger and drink tea. My tiger needs a name. Right now I'm torn between Kosh and Dmitri. Mom gave him to me yesterday.
I took a shower last night in a bathroom I haven't used since I was 19 years old. The slick feel of genuine porcelain underfoot, the narrowness, the window ledge high up, the way the water drains... I had forgotten and missed all of this.
Tonight it will probably freeze. Maybe we can have a fire. I can curl up with my stuffed tiger and drink tea. My tiger needs a name. Right now I'm torn between Kosh and Dmitri. Mom gave him to me yesterday.
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Date: 2002-02-06 03:21 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-02-06 03:38 pm (UTC)Hanging out with my mom sometimes is much nicer these days.
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Date: 2002-02-06 04:04 pm (UTC)