Goodnight Queens
It surprises me when someone has a picture of me in their apartment.
She has more than a couple of me in display. But I loved her before I knew that.
And the first time I went to her apartment, it wasn't planned. So there was no quick dressing up of the place unless she was psychic of supposedly spontaneous things. I stopped in after dropping them off after an all-night party to bring in the new year. As we chatted and drank the cocktail she quickly fixed, and while fussing at her for trying to clean up because it didn't matter, I did the customary peruse through her bookshelves, the setup of her workstation, the pictures of family on the refrigerator... and then I saw me.
The fridge picture was of the group of us. All four, smiling, chests in various form of cleavagry, the composition and the subjects were slightly unfocused because the picturetaker was also more than a little buzzed. I like that picture. Very much. I've posted it here before. But I've always wanted to wallpaper my own home with my favorited pictures of times with friends. Just never got around to it... There's another picture of us in her bedroom. Just the two of us.
