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.
I like the stories of magic fish
Date: 2002-02-07 10:48 am (UTC)Goldfish are neat. I kinda miss fish. Perhaps you have a lucky fish in your bowl.