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home again, home again
Mar. 4th, 2005 08:58 pmHome.
Too much caffeine is like truth serum for me and after brunch w/my mom and Cristina and lots of coffee the car ride home was intense. It wasn't too far down Route 9 when my mom and I entered The Brother conversation, followed by The Trans and shortly thereafter The Nonmonogamy conversation. Oh wow. Sometimes I should keep my mouth shut, cos who knew radical honesty meant spilling it all on account of a large cup of coffee?
So, home. Mom Bro Daddy, all in a row, same old dynamics and that worn happiness that manages to spring at the edges of all this shit with my brother. We ate Thai food with good beer and wine, me sipping coconut-milky curry with my spoon. Gauloises afterwards and then that sweet full ride over the Frenchtown bridge with the stars all out and back to the house where the door's open and Tinny and Nellie inside.
+ they called me boy on the carride home.
Too much caffeine is like truth serum for me and after brunch w/my mom and Cristina and lots of coffee the car ride home was intense. It wasn't too far down Route 9 when my mom and I entered The Brother conversation, followed by The Trans and shortly thereafter The Nonmonogamy conversation. Oh wow. Sometimes I should keep my mouth shut, cos who knew radical honesty meant spilling it all on account of a large cup of coffee?
So, home. Mom Bro Daddy, all in a row, same old dynamics and that worn happiness that manages to spring at the edges of all this shit with my brother. We ate Thai food with good beer and wine, me sipping coconut-milky curry with my spoon. Gauloises afterwards and then that sweet full ride over the Frenchtown bridge with the stars all out and back to the house where the door's open and Tinny and Nellie inside.
+ they called me boy on the carride home.
