2004-12-23 || 6:02 p.m. || holiday magic || sometimes everything suddenly gets so damn holiday-magical and you wish david gordon green were following you around (for owen's sake at least.) to capture your life in that properly magical way. brian and i walked down to fourth street. brian and i kicked at trash and hollered in the abandoned streets and walked that long-legged lanky way past shoppers and yuppies and brass bands to the coffee shop. brian bought us matching egg nog lattes and we wandered around a fancy food store stuffing our faces with bread soaked in olive oil. brian and i walked home at dusk, stopping at the indian food warehouse to find his hot mix and tea and marvel at the beautiful vermicelli package featuring a drawing of an elephant and origami-like purple paper. we complimented trees along addison and both imagined our next house which will be filled with people we know and termed "the hive." we stopped proper at street lights and greeted the seekh who lives across from the elementary school. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |