IVY

dear penelope,

what is the ivy but a state of mind. we lived the pretense and it was a lark. it was a, we could do this if we wanted to and we found it funny. there's no need to live vicariously is there. i mean who wants to spend $6.50 for iced tea that's not even spiked. sure it's got a sprig of mint in it but, okay well the mint was nice. and the decor and even the fancy pasta. and the snobby waiter and the white picket fence... sigh.

anyway what was i saying, something about twisted little games? fictional rafts? i can't remember. and i have a creepy feeling that no one cares.

i was momentarily distracted by the snack tray which was an unusually fancy array of three different types of chips- regular corn, zesty, and wheat with 3 alternate dips- classic salsa, nacho sauce and a decent guacamole. we all stared at it, a-wonder at the variety.

but all this comes with a price. it's finite you know. not that that's bad but it's strange to look something in the face and know the day it's all going to end. it's like i'm on my raft and i've come to rest on a tropical island with fruits and occassional left over food, coffee, tea and snack trays. bagels grow once a week on strange fermica counters. gathered in baskets. i've been fighting the current and i know i'll be ripped away from it in a matter of weeks. i rest while i can. but the rest proves insolent.

why is everything a distraction. didn't i originally set out to tell you about nachos. nacho: Inflected Form(s): plural nachos Etymology: American Spanish, perhaps from Spanish nacho flat-nosed: a tortilla chip topped with melted cheese and often additional savory toppings (as hot peppers or refried beans)

or perhaps about well made rafts- they should be able to weather anything.