Old stuff...

For those that have known me for longer than 2 years, you'll know that Once Upon a Time in America, I used to carry around a black book with black pages and a groovy silver pen. In this book, I'd write down just about everything. Poems, stories, quotes...the quotes are my favorite...it was my analogue blog. HA! I just thought of that! Clever girl.
anyway... It's funny.. some of the stuff is over 5 years old, but it still rings true. Which in a lot of ways gives me pause... but anyway...

Here's some stuff...

Actually, I'll begin by being extra girly:

"The right coffee shop is paramount for a proper healing. A place to go where the lights are low to hide the teary eyes and less than perfect skin. A place with a cute waiter to take one's mind off the present pain the present hurt and turn it towards mindless giggling with the girls. Good coffee Good tea Good Times to smooth out life's wrinkles. A place to go and know there is no bottom to the cup and no timer on the chair. Someplace to go when you thought you had no- where to go. A place filled with smiles and stories and ashtrays. Welcoming and comfortable. Safe." - an Ode to Don's coffee house in Rogers Park.
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And From the Quotable Roommate and Best Friend in the Universe:
"She might as well have sat on his face."
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She told him she thought he was cute.
And he smiled and a blush crept up the back of his neck.
He cleared his throat and got up
to make himself busy
and she smiled and stirred her coffee.
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And she said "hello" when you walked into the room.
and at that moment it was the most important word of the day
as you approached her smiling.
And just when you thought nothing sounded sweeter
"how are you?" escaped her lips
in a murmur of concern and attention and caring and oh my god she loves you.
An impossibility of woman stands before you
and for that moment-that second, there is peace.

Ok.. that's enough for today... I'll get the first book out and see what I can find in there tomorrow.