“write something every day for one year.”
i must admit i’m in a kinda afterglow awe right now. it doesn’t always feel like this. the moon looked full as it was rising over hollywood. i took the cahuenga pass to the 101 north and got off at laurel canyon. parked my truck on ventura blvd across the street from katsuya. walked through traffic to a 45minute wait for 1. outside they were celebrating a japanese festival (odon, i think it was called) fishing for little balloons in water. i went for a walk across the la river. there was construction going on with detours, temporary walkways and bridges to cross. the moonlight shined on the los angeles river. we exchanged texts and you said you would come meet me even though you already ate with your family. i changed the reservation to a party of two and i waited with my blackberry on a bench outside. it was a warm night in the san fernando valley. from the moment you arrived everything got better and it was perfect. after dinner we went to the firefly got a drink and a seat on the couch. sauvignon blanc and a mojitio. your wide almond eyes, your hand on my thighs and your kiss on my lips. dancing on the streets walking back to your car. we stayed in your honda and listened to freebird till it was 3am. the moonlight glistening off your cheek in my hand. i can feel it coming in the air tonight. . . phil collins sang and we smiled and we laughed and we kissed and we gazed and we couldn’t say goodbye just yet. and when you kiss someone and touch someone like you really mean it. true affection. back at my truck on ventura blvd, goodbye and goodnight and good morning. laurel canyon winding through the hills becoming crescent blvd in hollywood.