Sunday, November 6, 2011

Falling Back

On a night like tonight, George would've kept the bar open an hour longer while we were setting our clocks back an hour.

On a night like tonight, George would've let me sleep at the bar.

On a night like tonight, I would've had a seat at the bar.

On a night like tonight, I would've been out with Michelle.

On a night like tonight, I would still be out on the town, instead of boiling water for my hot water bottle, my only sleeping companion tonight.

I don't usually miss New York, but on a night like tonight, I am falling back, and I do.

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