A Little Trip.

so once upon a time there were two bagels and one small baby boy named julius. he could not choose between these bagels, so he nibbled on each, and then got distracted. the end.

once upon a time there was a mom and a

baby and they went to the beach by lake michigan

and went wild in the waves and pretended that all cares and work and such didn't exist.

and it was awesome.

once upon a time, there was a peculiar woman who chose to make picket fenced fern gardens inside of antique window panes. the observer noted that she might have unresolved issues with boundaries. the end.

once upon a time my mom got so excited about a good coffee that she burned her tongue in zeal. the end.

once upon a time, i stumbled into this cafe in st. joseph, michigan, and was flooded by memories of driving up and down the rhine valley with you, of stealing corn, of stealthing into cow's pastures, of grazing on candy, of long train rides, and LOTS of laughter. of michael sabotage. and the swiss miss steffi herself. of nutella, and bread, and really bad fashion sense/initiative. of nice and munich and the cinque terre. of the The Pod, and The Shaved Half Mullet (Pope Sunday) and really enormous ice creams. once upon a time, two girls in matching skirts (one pink, the other blue) stumbled into the Sistine Chapel at closing time and wandered around sans crowd, gazing upward. once upon a time, those same two girls cooked a really enormous thanksgiving dinner for some unappreciative assholes. once upon a time...

hee hee

the end.

love you, miss you, see you soon on the streets on montreal.

xox