summer's supposed to be more like this, tracking thunderstorms across the state and watching the sky get dark early and ominously. this is my first weekend without laura since i moved in and it seems to be taking forever: friday afternoon was a couple of saturdays and this saturday evening feels like monday's prelude: i am removed from the correct measure of time. consolations: for now i have june and i have anya seton's
avalon and i have the new björk album and i have online weather aesthetics. and occasional flashes lighting up darkened rooms. enough? no.
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