i wish you were around the corner so i could meet you after work and say “yo! did you know you can make a pizza oven on the cheap by putting fire bricks in your oven?” and you would be all WHOAH! fascinating!!! or, more likely, whatev’s caron.
and then we could talk about more important things like whatever seemed most important at the time. or we could just order another drink and grin about the fact that we just met around the corner.
in the end, i suppose i chose to be around his corner
and it’s a pretty sweet corner
but it doesn’t make me miss you (or any of you) any less
p.s. don’t diss the kedgeree. it’s a well balanced breakfast.