Curate, connect, and discover
i’m going to bring you on a roller skating date one day. we’re gonna rent the skates at the little desk with the old painted counter. i’ll hold your hands because you don’t really know how to skate and i used to go all the time. the wooden floors will be all worn down and scratched but that’s what makes it fun. the place is going to play bad pop music from the early 2000s but that’s okay it’s part of the skating experience. we will both probably fall because we were trying to hold on to each other but would we want it any other way ? definitely not
i want to go on an early morning painting date with someone. it’d be a picnic and there would still be dew on the ground getting the blanket wet. we’d have strawberry iced tea and some clementines to snack on. we’d share a clementine by breaking off a piece and giving it to the other. at the end we would have nice paintings of the surroundings. and some badly painted ones too but that’s what makes it fun.
i want to have a porch with a swing and candles and lanterns. there will be hanging plants and there will be lightning bugs. it’ll be late august before i work at a high school in a small town somewhere in the north east. i’ll be happy and listening to the sound of bugs. idk if anyone will be there with me but that’s okay.
i want to give you rose scented candles. personally i don’t like the smell of rose that much but i have the idea of us being old ladies together and they always smell of rose. when we’re old together we’re gonna have windows with the diamond shaped panes and there’s gonna be flowy curtains. we’re gonna be happy i promise that.
concept: we’re in a small house in new england and because the house is really old we end up snuggling. it’s snowing outside and there’s a power outage so we put out a lot of candles. we fall asleep in a blanket fort we made on our living room floor and wake up to cold air and bright sun.
concept: we go on a road trip in my car and we find a park and decide to sleep there because it’s getting late. we wake up and the windows are opened with harsh warm light and cold morning air coming through. i’m awake because the sun woke me but you’re still cuddled into your pillow with the light hitting your face. i wish that my brain could know this moment like a camera knows a photograph but you wake up and mock me for staring. that’s okay though because i love you.
it’s not summer, but imagine it is summer and the sun is still golden and your and her are riding your bikes back to your house after a picnic. it’s lovely and then you go home and decide to make s’mores and there’s mosquitos and lightning bugs everywhere but you don’t mind because you’re happy. you and her are happy together.
what if we find the ugliest pajamas at the goodwill off the interstate, we come home to pretend to be really fancy. we eat soup out of the good bowls and have soda in wine glasses. we do fake bad accents and speak like shakespeare.
concept: i get my drivers license and then i come to your house to pick you up. we go to the grocery store, it’s nine at night so the store is soon to closing, and we buy those cake slices in plastic containers. we sit in my car in the parking lot, you connect to bluetooth because i like your music taste and eat cake while it starts to rain. nothing else matters because nothing else feels real.
imagine taking your long distance girlfriend on a hometown date where you get to show her your favorite places and where you used to hangout with your friends after school and going to dinner at your old favorite diner hnn
imagine just existing with a girl no not existing because i don’t want to just exist i want to live i want to be living i want to have a life and be happy and be with a girl because she is perfect and we can go on daily adventures with each other in a small town and we can go to bagel stores every sunday morning and pick up flowers for our tiny apartment before the train ride back home idk i just want this i want happy this is happy