Distant Silhouettes Somehow, We Shared a Cigarette Somewhere

This weekend I found hidden treasure, I climbed dark stairways into exciting places, I held hands with the kind of people who don't let go, I turned off all of the lights and spent a night in candles, I unplugged the TV and started a new book, I talked about the future with the people I know will always be a part of it, I wrapped myself in sequins, I got too drunk with the first person I ever got too drunk with back when we were too young to be too drunk,

and

we were the mad ones, the ones who never yawn or say a common place thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop, and everybody goes 'awww."

(10 points to those who can identify the quote, because you've read the book, not because you're a hipstar)

It was just what I needed. An amazing birthday. And a reawakening of senses that I have let dull in the passing weeks.

Tomorrow I leave for Vermont to be reunited with Mariel

and then after a rendezvous in Montreal it's back to the dirty south, where my spirit can be free for just a little bit longer before fall term begins.

I think I will feel like this