i wish i may i wish i might

i have become a person with a penchant for fake turkey sandwiches.

i leave npr on all day without turning it off and fall asleep to the jazz show, except for thursday nights when they play this god awful dentist office stuff.

i lay my clothes across the top of the banister for the lack of furniture in my room and because i can't be bothered walking into the next room to the armchair and the closet (besides the fact that it is full of windows and i don't want to be improper with the neighbors).

i cry in my sleep.

i receive New York magazine every week and complete as much of the crossword as i can until my roommate takes over and we get 97 percent of the way through.

i continue to compulsively buy books in any shape or form (some things never change).

i sit on the front porch, preferably in the dark, in my rocking chair, listening to the locusts or the rain.

i drink a lot of tea in various flavors and forms. coffee has been reserved for emergencies.

i want to learn Spanish. classes start next week.

i have actually allowed myself to enjoy hiking by myself.

i am writing again, little by little, inch by inch.