as we drove away from logan square on july 3rd, i was licking an ice cream cone that my friend n gave me on her last shift at the corporate ice cream store. it was probably the best ice cream flavor i have ever had, which means a lot, since i used to work at a crazy ice cream shop in my college town for many years. it was peach ice cream with bits of buttermilk biscuit (something like that?). all my stuff stacked around my big dresser lying in the back of d’s car made the car feel so heavy. we were moving back to st. louis, baby! even though d moved back one year ago. it felt like an official transition for both of us, maybe. i guess i can only speak for myself. i brushed my cheek against blynken’s paw, so she wiped away my tears. i hugged my best friends goodbye, i looked down the hall of my apartment one last time. in my mind, i’m thinking: “you changed me.”
museum mind
museum mind
museum mind
as we drove away from logan square on july 3rd, i was licking an ice cream cone that my friend n gave me on her last shift at the corporate ice cream store. it was probably the best ice cream flavor i have ever had, which means a lot, since i used to work at a crazy ice cream shop in my college town for many years. it was peach ice cream with bits of buttermilk biscuit (something like that?). all my stuff stacked around my big dresser lying in the back of d’s car made the car feel so heavy. we were moving back to st. louis, baby! even though d moved back one year ago. it felt like an official transition for both of us, maybe. i guess i can only speak for myself. i brushed my cheek against blynken’s paw, so she wiped away my tears. i hugged my best friends goodbye, i looked down the hall of my apartment one last time. in my mind, i’m thinking: “you changed me.”