you are here and i want to read the email you sent me but am so tired.
you think i need a haircut or for you to cut my hair some so i will not need a haircut.
i can't just sit here writing a book even if it is a book i really want to write.
i don't know what to do with the book except look at the computer screen and scroll up and down a little and stare at one page without writing.
you and i were in italy one summer in an apartment on the sea next to many other apartments.
we were with your family and i think we wrote books and had sex in our room during the night.
i think about how the house smelled in the evening when people were making dinner when i am drinking wine by myself or just pacing around not knowing what to do.
if you walk in the room and have a skirt on i will want to pull the skirt up i'm sure.
i am logged onto gmail and looking at the computer screen still and staring at something.
i am too tired to think about the email you sent me.
if you are still here and it is tomorrow then i will try to read the email you send then.
it will say something important that i will remember that i just cannot imagine right now.
i am tired but i feel confident that it will make me feel good to read the email that you might send to me tomorrow if you are here.
