day 35 transcription

The first time we met, she did most of the talking.
Even then she'd say anything that came to mind.
It wasn't so long ago, but the city was growing.
Private and public.
From the restaurant, we could see construction all around us.
I noticed a broken window.
Paid attention to the time.
But she only saw roads, rapidly rising skyscrapers, zone blots.
We were growing too.
She was intoxicated with her new financial abilities, and nothing was small talk to her.
Hearing her, morning and night, made me stop thinking about what I was doing.
It is only natural, as much as natural can be, to think about what we are doing.
It is completely understandable to get out of bed and turn off the music.
Everyone can sympathize with taking objects outdoors, and taking pictures of structures.
No one is blaming you for going back indoors and covering your eyes.
Something is going to happen in 35 days.