Blog,
I have an avocado on my desk. It has been there all week--Grant gave it to me. I worried it wouldn't ripe because of the cold air that slips between the window panes and in through the wall.
When I checked this morning it had softened. My finger pushed into the fruit with the same gusto as human flesh.
Tomorrow I am going to cut into it, and spread the contents onto a piece of bread, as a reward for my patience.
I am excited to fall asleep tonight and to wake up tomorrow morning. I feel sexy when I feel my skin on itself. It is the largest organ.
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