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my friend joe made me dinner last night. he lives two minutes away, on a river's edge. we listened to neko case sing 'go places' and cut vegetables together while talking about our pasts, presents, and futures. then we took our dinners down to the water, where it was dark, and we drank much under an oak tree filled with sleeping squirrels and falling acorns.
i am happy to have a friend like joe.
i wish it would storm. i wish it would storm like the end of the world were on its way. instead i will stay up all night and listen to the last of the crickets before the cold sets in for good. it was wine then, it is coffee now.