In my happiness and beyond. -

Five more:

1) I bought Bitter Apple spray as suggested
by everyone in my last post. It's on all the
cables now. And while I admit to feeling
a slight mania while spraying (the cat running
to hide from the scent), I wanted to hug him a
lot more afterwards. He's just a cat, after all.
And I'm sooooo human.

2) Holy shit! Daffodils!

3) Dreamed about him last night, and this
evening the twilight was all loaded with
gleeful melancholy, so I went for a long
walk, listening to songs that reminded me
of him, all self-destructive-like. Such
decadence! Ah, but spring in New York is
entirely decadent. I couldn't help but
bounce down the sidewalk, particularly
to the Verve, and when I got home I realized
I'd lost my keys. Excelses! Excelsior!

4) Took my book to the Top of the Tower
and eavesdropped on an ugly businessman with a
very young blonde Russian. "To your freedom!"
he kept saying, as she sat there, saying
nothing.

5)

I really don't think I'm ever going to fall
in love again, not like that, but I feel
pretty grateful every time I think that.