Sunday, June 26, 2011

It's raining sheets

There are certain situations in life that call for the purchase of new, bright pink bedsheets. Like after he leaves. It's not a celebratory thing. You just want something new on the bed.

Then it rains. Again.

Then the sun comes out. Might there be a rainbow? You rush to take a picture.

So does he. The door to the upstairs apartment slams.

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