For some reason I have been having a lot of dreams this week
about my old apartment in nyc...
2 years ago I moved to Southern Cali. from ny,
where I lived alone in my little one bedroom
on a hill in Astoria...
down the street was the best pastry shop
(I know, EVERYONE says that, but La Guli really was)
and my veggie stand was the best....
my kitchen, well my kitchen was as tiny as all get out,
but I cooked meals for hungry grad students...
so it worked...
and my back yard....
oh my lovely lovely back yard..
but when I wake up from my dream,
there is always a sigh of relief....
cause I wake up next to him...
about my old apartment in nyc...
2 years ago I moved to Southern Cali. from ny,
where I lived alone in my little one bedroom
on a hill in Astoria...
(I know, EVERYONE says that, but La Guli really was)
but I cooked meals for hungry grad students...
so it worked...
there is always a sigh of relief....
cause I wake up next to him...