early in the morning when transport trucks go by the apartment they sound something like the titanic and i smile because i picture them smashing through buildings and parked cars and people and lamp posts.
i broke a glass in the sink while washing dishes and cut my knuckle. someone took aimee’s shoe out of the mailbox and threw it down the alley and i had to go and get it.
there is a little man who works at the salon on the corner who i’m forced to say hi to everytime i walk past and it gets on my nerves cos most times i just want to stare at the ground when i walk so now it’s all seinfeld when i’m getting a coffee and next we’ll have to kiss each other hello and then i spaz out about it and no one will like me anymore.
