inanimate and abstract things
lately, it's much easier just to love things that can't love back.
i love pizza.
i love the music of the avetts.
i love clear nights like tonight.
i love clementines in season.
i love my new flask, especially filled with some high-octane warmth for the approaching cross-country ski season.
i love cross-country ski season.
and i love the concept of love. it's just that the application of it in situations where it might be returned (or denied) that's confusing and frustrating.
ah, well. maybe 2010 will be my year.
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