citrus

what have i done?

i've relocated to new york city... brooklyn to be a bit more precise, but this burrough is huge!

i've had a wonderful day... marvelous, i tell you.
but i don't really know what to say, y'know?
i spent the morning getting my shit together and taking what i can get from a boy i adore. we seem to be developing our friendship mo'betta and i appreciate his presence in my life, as fleeting or deliberate as it may be. it's nice, though... he being of few friends i have here already, the exposure is delectable and i figuratively lick my lips.

this morning, in the shower, i thought about some tiny talk we shared weeks ago: he'd mentioned that we cannot give without having first received, and it reoccurred to me that all i have to give is not, indeed, mine to keep to begin with...
how can i know which begets the cycle of things, the circle of life - all of it... as i mentioned this morning, i have to stay home and follow that it's all the same
and it spirals infinitely beyond my understanding.
i am in love.

any which way,..
i spent the majority of the day with a girl friend of mine.
i met lee in verdi square and we roamed up to seventy-third and had tea and sandwiches, cookies and more tea, at a tiny little shop. then we meandered into central park and sat in the grass until the sun began to set.
oh so many miles we covered in conversation.
i wanted to run an errand, so she accompanied me with no success toward what i was seeking... but we traveled on down the line to ninth in the low fifties and split a pie and a bottle of wine.
we laughed and held hands through the mire that is times square and kissed goodbye at the station.
i sang and danced a little, feeling tipsy and silly on the platform...
and here i am now,
freshly showered, in a towel - my hair is loosely knotted and my comfy corner awaits.

all is well.
i could not ask for more.
but i can praise thanks, and i can almost believe i deserve it.