Monday, November 08, 2004
Goodnight., moon
You know, I thought about taking farmer's advice, and making my way up, from my tiny room under the stairs, up past the fountains and the mosaics, and all the way up the marble stairs to The Executive Club—I know the gold taps are polished, because I polished them—but there was this red velvet rope on the landing, with a sign that said "Private" so I just didn't feel right... Maybe... Some day...