There's a cup of coffee in the cup I got when I lived in France, turning cold, sitting on a book I'm using as a coaster, called "Goblin Market"
and the vinyl that I found for 50 cents is turning slowly in my Craigslist turntable, 76 trombones 76 trombones
and I'm trying to make my way through "Tuesdays with Morrie," because Mitch Albom makes me cry and now I'm thinking only of heartbreak, rejection, un- requited love and of the day, the weeks, the months my grandma died.
There's so much to be happy for sad for teeter totter for