Friday, September 17, 2010

ce soir

although fall's orange signature is already sprawled on the face of the mountains, it wasn't in the air tonight as i stood outside sammy's with sam-i-am. it may have been one of those last nights of summer where the air is no temperature; a happy medium of buoyancy. it felt nice and it still feels nice, coming through my open window.

bubbles were floating down from a parking garage next door while songwriter after songwriter got up and played their hearts.

i realized i don't make myself as vulnerable as i once did.

[i still love vulnerability, though.]

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