One Hundred and Forty Seven

Okay. Well. Yes. In restrospect, yes. Yes.

In retrospect, that would've been a good time.
On one of the last warm October nights in Montreal,
- maybe the last one of the year -
with a beautiful chilly rainfall descending like snow on natural curls
and warm cheeks.
In comfortable silence and underneath lights and lights and more night lights.
And colourful waterfalls, and later, tea.
Warm tea in quiet kitchens and quiet rooms and quieter moments
and honest stories.


Yes. Yes, in retrospect, that would've been a very good time.

I'm

just






silly.


so so silly.