Tuesday, December 30, 2008
the short blissful dumpster walk
these days i find myself slightly amused instead of suicidal about the never-ever ending trash production (read: diaper central) coming out of our lil' apartment: it means mommi gets to take the short blissful walk alone to the dumpster. ahhhhhhh such sweet serenity. a mere sliver of my former-life's daily hours-long jaunts along venice beach's crazy boardwalk, yet the 100 yards walking alone to our dumpster seems to help mommi get just a bit, a teeny tiny bit, of groove back into her step. so don't tell anyone that i actually like when the recycles demand i make multiple trips. it's just that good to step on out by myself.