A woman passed me in the street, talking into a cell phone. “Enjoy your lasagna” she said. Today we shouted a lot but eventually it made us happy. Last night it was a disaster, today we are two steps away from disaster. I am tired but I am happy.
The man behind us had blue on. It was on all over. Shirt and tie, blue to the bone, he stood out for a smoke and applied his blue jacket to his shoulders. Then he lit up and walked away in his blue pants. I lost him in the sky. he created his own clouds.