consider the hummingbird

today is perfect, and no one can ruin it for me. everyone is beautiful. everyone weighs just the right amount. everyone is a superior driver. everyone here in the coffee shop is beaming encouragingly at me, so that i feel grand and expansive. it's like a commercial for soda or deodorant or something.

last night, i was eating at deluxe with mimosa--things really started to look up when the mussels in their coconut-green curry broth showed up. but then--and mamie, you'll love this--julie (our server) vanishes for, like, 45 minutes. but we're not worried. there's wine, there's calamari. why worry? and when she does come back, she says she's been at edge of urge where the whole store is 75% off. holy shit, we say to each other over white chocolate and wild blueberry bread pudding with bourbon coconut ice cream and goat caramel.

so this morning, after the farmer's market and before the dixie, we go to edge of urge. it was unreal. it was spiritual. i bought over $1200 worth of shoes and dresses--my total? $200. i'm so peaceful right now i'm floating.

clearly, today i will write my entire book. when it's done, i'm going to go get an ice cream cone. come, let's eat ice cream together (i recommend the key lime pie, but whatever, it's about what makes you feel best), we'll hold hands and read to each other in the beautiful evening, point out the moon, and plan for the beautiful future, which is full of trips to the alhambra and yacht trips in the greek isles.