i'm laying on the concrete patio outside our sliding glass door It's very sunny and i am sweating i am on page 142 of "gone girl" and even though i already know the twist, i am still so intrigued and suspicious travis is playing "destiny" right inside the living room, and i can hear katie's audiobook spilling out her bedroom window i have had half a winterlife pb cookie, and i'm on my second coffee mug of barefoot pink moscato i can hear a train in the distance and it reminds me of back home













