Sue & I at our High School Reunion last yr.
~~Fragments of my life transpire on the corner of Boundary and Piedmont Avenue.
I drive to Sue’s house on Friday and Saturday nights & we get ready to go to the clubs: Cove. Brass Phoenix. Mr. Jays. Reef. Brass Rail. (yeah, we made the rounds with our dreadful, fake ids.)
—“Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.” ~Virginia Woolf
- She’s nonjudgmental. Recently, I confided to my bff how I made total fool out of myself at First Avenue: drinking too many strawberry margaritas, dirty dancing, and flirting with these dudes from Rhode Island. I told her a married, Christian girl would never behave in such a irresponsible manner. She smiled and said. “Why didn’t you invite me, bitch?”
- I gravitate towards people who are unconventional, authentic, non-judgmental, a bit rebellious, & laugh at my jokes.
2. When I meet another female, I typically know immediately if I want her as a girlfriend. Afterwards, my friends will ask: “Kim, so, would you go out with her for a glass of wine?” Or “Is she Wineworthy?” Well, are ya, Punk?
1. THE COOKING SUCKS, BUT THAT’S ALL YOU’RE GETTING
Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy cooking.
But when I’m stringing words together, I sort of disappear into the story, the memories, the narrative. I sort of forget the world around me, you know?