we were supposed to go to a poetry reading, but no one read any poetry.
so we ate chocolate chunk and salted caramel and peanut butter ice cream in waffle cones and listened to advice from a nice man dancing outside the ice cream shop's window.
then the day eventually whirled down, and my skin stopped sticking together, and our sweat was cooled by the new air. and that feeling is something I always acknowledge. that feeling of the disappearing heat at the end of a long, sweltering day. seattle, you've been so sunny for us lately, and it's lovely.
thank you for giving me that much needed feeling.
