althusser

I spent last Christmas drunk and dangling my feet in the Reflecting Pool because someone hurt me or I hurt her but forgot the details and just got out of her car and started walking. An older woman, 50 at least, walked over and sat next to me. My feet were numb. "Is this synthetic?" I asked as I stroked the trim of her long dark coat. "Do you want to see a real fur coat?" she asked. My god, I miss her.