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Since I treated everyone to dinner D took us to Cocaoboom and treated us to hot chocolate.
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NEW YORK - January 23: Pulse - Tequila and hot chocolate at BETONY, 41 W 57th Street in Manhattan. January 23, 2014. (Photo by Gabi Porter)
Photos from Hot Chocolate, on Sunday, February 27, 2011 at Darcelle XV Showplace. Photos by Marty Davis / Just Out.
Photos taken at a local coffee shop called MoJoe's. It was fun getting a chance to try some commercial photography.
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Photos from Hot Chocolate, on Sunday, February 27, 2011 at Darcelle XV Showplace. Photos by Marty Davis / Just Out.
It's snowing again. Every time it does, I think of you. I'm not entirely sure why, really. None of my memories of us involve snow. Heat and sweat and summer and wide open spaces and promises that we'd always be together. Those things I remember. I remember lots of stupid things, too. Like how you hated the word 'moist'. Like how you couldn't drink hot chocolate if it had marshmallows in it. And so, neither could I. Like how you couldn't stand books being placed on the bookshelf upside down and you'd spend hours looking at each shelf in the library, making sure that each book was right side up.
And I remember how you left. I have spent the last several years remembering how you left. It's become a tag, of sorts. We liked to swim ... and then he left. We loved pizza with sausage ... and then he left. Odd how we annotate our lives, leaving little numbers in the text parts and follow up at the bottom of the page with a list of wrongs and rights and could have been betters.
And so, life goes on. I've turned into a writer, a scribe, a cataloger of other's lives, adding their little numbers and hoping that when all is said and done the bottom of the page is filled with more rights than could have been betters. I spend winter days looking out the windows at the snow falling. When it does, I think of you. Whenever I visit the library, I make a point of turning at least one book, upside down. I think of you. I incorporate the word 'moist' into some part of my day, and enjoy the confused looks I receive in return. Every single time it snows, I have hot chocolate. And as I'm dumping in the marshmallows, I smile.
Photos from Hot Chocolate, on Sunday, February 27, 2011 at Darcelle XV Showplace. Photos by Marty Davis / Just Out.