aftermath

it was the best weekend i'd had in months. i had forgotten how it feels to laugh uncontrollably. i miss her too much to get terribly verbose. and i am very fucking fortunate to have such a brilliant friend.
in lieu of the hedonistic images that are currently up on, omg, facebook, some reminders as to why i live in a city that is fantastic in every way apart from having my best friend thousands of miles away...
fog, last week, drowning elliott bay. cars were lining the road to take photographs.

we drank the bottle of dom perignon that t bought for our divorce. the bottle has sat in my fridge, among the nail polish and ms meds, for over 2 years. it was tasty. he bought it for $140 on sale. we drank it on my 30th fucking birthday as the sun receded over capitol hill. the 'velvet goldmine' soundtrack played in the background.

mount rainier is an elusive beast. even when seemingly bombastic to the naked eye, it is nearly impossible to capture on film. this was the only one that turned out. we were back in west seattle en route to the airport.

...and the same skyline, same vantage point, as before. even out of focus, seattle is pretty enough to make me cry.

i have had insomnia today, awake since 430am. i saw the sun rise. the sky was magenta, then the sunshine poured in.