(15th & U) solitary refinement

there is something dreamlike and perfect about being able to wake up in the morning, walk a block to yoga then pick up catfood at the petstore and corn tortillas and total raisin bran at the little market on the way home, all in the space of two blocks. maybe it's just the left-over high from being able to do that shoulder stand earlier today, but my appreciation for my neighborhood continues to grow. it's now saturday night, and people are out. girls all dressed up outside cada vez. jazz from utopia spilling out onto the sidewalk. perfect, slightly breezy, summer tanktop weather. i just took a break and walked to the corner for a hazelnut soy latté at love cafe. it must not be coffe-going hour. the place was open but nearly empty. i sat and read the city paper. citizen cope is going to be in town july 8th and 9th. i'm considering going to both shows and perhaps asking him to marry me the second night. do you think that's moving too quickly? my mother would say, "slow down, kelly, he doesn't even know you yet." pfft. details. i aspire to produce music someday that sounds as great as his.

i love this city, and i'm happy to have the chance to grow and blossom into it.