the death of beauty

In life right now, my largest desire is a second of time in which to reminisce.

Things I miss doing

running

playing the violin
going to all of my classes

laying in bed reading a book

working a minimum wage job
watching old tv shows on hulu
working on my novel in pocket sized moleskines
spending hours at coffee houses
being a regular at restaurants
laying out in the sun
knowing everyone
driving at night
paying in cash
dancing


to be continued