Friday, February 26, 2010

Coming Home.

“The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good; and thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burdens of the past.”
-Gabriel Garcia Marquez



My coffee always grows cold
My Chai tea I mean
I don’t drink coffee
But I go to Starbucks

I take too long
The warmth is receding before I’m ready to drink
I’m never sure if its too hot
Then its gone.
And I'm left with cold coffee
Chai tea I mean



I am disgusted, but i don't care enough to change.