staying up very late only because we are in Chicago we can pretend we are home we invented huddling together smoking cigarettes in the snow and debating the validity of the hipster lifestyle as a protest or a movement because we are all too lonely to go home, to listen to acoustic balladeers in the digital wireless, vinyl wilderness

when I am empty you fill me up or at the least we both lose heart together you through the pipe, and my mind already on flight somewhere someone laughs loudly sitting drinking and smiling with warm friends by the hearth like in the scene in the movie where they foreshadow true love come true we can be alone together I think that would be in keeping with the theme of the times