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im missing you @ 7:02 a.m. on 2003-02-10
It's morning time again.
It took everything in me to get out of bed this morning. My electric blanket is so warm. My pillow is so soft. My mattress is so comfortable. I want my bed!
This weekend has been that of strife, sadness, vengeance and warmth and happiness. I think that every emotion has been felt in the span of two days.
On Sunday, Katie and I went to Bookstar on Poplar in Memphis. I got the ASVAB prep book and she got Spark Notes for "The Great Gatsby".
I looked around some...at the New Age books, the Philosophy, True Crime, Biography, Fiction, Computer Programming, Nutrition, Poetry, Sci-Fi...pretty much every section.
I told myself that I wouldn't look at the Gay/Lesbian books. Katie was across the isle in the teen section and I didn't want her to think anything. But, I was across from the Gay/Lesbian section, looking at History books and she came down the isle and started looking at them. This is how cool Katie is. She is so not gay, but she wants to know and understand and be a part of it all. She stood in front of them, proudly...looking at the titles, picking a few out. I saw a gay man walk past the section earlier and he didn't want to be caught stopping there...he walked on past. But, she didn't have shame. Infact, I picked up a couple of the "gay books" and took them back to the cafe with us and we discussed them. She doesn't know I'm gay, but I'm sure it wouldn't be an issue if I told her. She is too cool.
::Sigh!:: Hey Tara baby, "let the phone ring, let's go back to sleep."