Rendezvous
21 December 05 : 05.56 AM
(I'm going to start using the word fuck as a noun.)
Jarrett and I watched a band do covers and sing Christmas songs, and I fell in love with the female vocalist's voice when she first sang the song, every little thing she does is magic, in a very Mazzy Star kind of way.
We wrote wishes on glossy paper and had it hung up with other wishes. There was one wish, swaying like a windchime, "there is nothing I wish for more, than to be with you..."
We had Japanese sake sashimi and walked around, watched Good Will Hunting on dvd and he drove me home before 2am.
I had a dream last night I can't remember. But it was beautiful like photo negatives and Conor Oberst's lyrics and Anäis Nin's words. And I woke up trying to sleep again so maybe I could feel it again.
And these simple words, she took right out of my mouth.