Thursday, December 10, 2009

Just A Small Town Boy

A single mattress lay on the floor of the living room. Bars of afternoon light shone through the wooden shutters and onto our bodies. With smiles plastered to our faces, thoughts seeped into the air without fear of being judged or looked down upon. I don’t know what possessed me to open up the way I did, but perhaps the 100km distance that would frequently be between us helped assure that nothing I said would leave that house in that unfamiliar area in the northern suburbs.


Eugene Plotnikov said...

Northern Burbs man.
And yes I was at Tom's. :)
If you were there I probably met you. Small fucking world.

IDYLLE said...

this pic is so cute!

Eugene Plotnikov said...

Awh I miss that guy! And of course, those are my specialty.