someday

i will live here:

or here:

mitch & i will looke like this:

(http://copenhagenstreetstyle.dk/wp-content/uploads/hbc01.jpg)

and i will finally have an excuse to wear shoes like these:

or these:

(seaofshoes.typepad.com)

and we will happily drive one of these:

maybe even live in it. mortgages are for suckers.

we will love one of these as our firstborn child:

prolly because there never will be a firstborn child.

he will be called wolodarsky. or walter. with a corresponding cat named donnie.

i will finally see these ever elusive guys live:

and these guys:

of course, i only show thom because i want to have his babies.

and after all of this i will probably write one of these:

( it’s a great american novel)

and because of my gripping and poignant words, she will want to meet me:

and we will speak and laugh like me and julio down by the schoolyard.

over a cup of herbal tea, she’ll agree to play a show–a very intimate show in my backyard for my birthday.

and once word gets out that she’s playing, these guys will show up:

and join jenny in a rousing rendition of hey jude because they know how much i <3 that song.

and over a frosty mug o’ this:

mitchell will smooch me on my forehead,

hand me a boquet of these:

(designspongeonline.com)

and i can die happy.

someday.