Listening to “Let It Be” on the mobile’s built-in MP3 player and singing along, off-key, as always. I lit candles for all the men in my life tonight, and those candles stood in front of my eyes, thin, organic, skeletal. The candles are like fingers – like Earth grasping Heaven.
And under my window, boys are walking with their guitars, because the night is warm. I hum along. It’s strange, I used to be closer to that, closer to 17, and now I look at them, and feel my age.
In the kitchen with the butter-light spilling, in the kitchen with mushrooms from the Carpathians, we sing, and stare across the table at one another, and memorize each other’s faces.
For tomorrow we die.
Natalia A. 
I miss you in MWU!
-truth_seeker(of mwu fame)
Miss you too. 🙂
Happy Birthday to you, m’dear! Hope you’re having a wonderful day. Huggses…
it was your birthday?! Congratulations 🙂
Yes, you are such an “old” woman now, terrible, boo!
I stumbled upon this. Stumbled upon nostalgia! 🙂
Very belated HBD, btw!
There are twelve 26s. Each in every month out of 365 days. I was born on 26th June. You on 26th July.Probability of this coincidence=12/365=0.033. Pretty rare to be called a rare coincidence.