November 8, 2003
A glow is cast over marbled faces and stone like figures cling to barstool glasses of golden liquid. Flee into the warm night air to frolic in bright fluorescent colours of the convenience store. Fling yourself across a cold winded night to reach the safety of home where curtains can draw out the night and embrace the soft glow of comfort. The night brings the excitement of a four am home and the loneliness of a cold bed. The night brings the excitement of a 10 pm home and the snuggleness of a warm body. I’m glad I’ve had both.