9/8/10

kitchen closet



The kitchen closet, where, if I could fit, I'd be eating nuts, drinking wine, and reading a cookbook while my husband works in another room, dreaming of dinner.

Because I can't fit in the closet, I do all these things in the kitchen and pretend no one can see me. No one has seen me yet.

1 comment:

  1. Blogger reversed my labels, which is kind of interesting. I meant: eating, drinking, dreaming.

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